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the Guap, It ain't paper mache
He said he went to golden sun, but i saw him at Kay
Got a white plug doing shrooms dabbing all day
Supersonic in the blunt

Yea 
Check this out 
That slider music
Take a ride with Lee Major Nigga

(We Major Nigga)

Aye 
Look 
Check, Aye

Before you put a nigga on you gotta

black, white, Asian, Latino
Everyone bleeds homes
I'll make you leave home
Fuck your bodyweight, nobodies safe
Not even a seed, I'll be eager to squeeze

angus
Never blow no heat or tote no bangers
What you see on TV is Nickelodeon
Street sweepers cleaning out your block like they custodians
Pass by's

and ask why the hell my eyes bleed

Living by the code of the streets
Creased up with white tees
I ain't trying to be icy but might be
Lyrically the right G

Looking through the bag i forgot
How my hat be
Anyway quickly and call it flash flood
Homies in jail like damn what am i cuz
I know gang bang but a nigga

clone... Right
I fly by and the city cold
I just coach thru the city doe, young nigga Thibedeau
Prolly wouldn't lie cause its in my soul
Ask Green Sllime, he

just ride you wanna be my boo

Hard to trust, cause everything I've been through
Yeah, even street niggas need love too
Searchin' for the one and I'm

the ghetto
Big ass booty make it jiggle like Jell-o
Got your babymomma gone ride like a Harley
Niggas be creeping so I hit it smartly
White girl that kind

I’m afraid you aren't listening  
I’m afraid you aren't listening 

Floors wet / doors open / walking through it sideways 
Hitch hiker / storm glider /

leashes
Yeah it's repo time, of all these violated leases
You over your milage, I see you out there real stylish
Through these grown man eyes, my vision

ride it all night long, until the break of dawn
And once again it's on, Slowed and Throwed dropping bombs
And when we explode, yeah you gonna catch

of what's happening, there are people who are threatened by it
They understand, they understand the big picture, if this keeps growing, they'll be displaced

obscure
Start of a storm, major detour
Not sure how much more can I endure
Only supposed to be a 3 hour tour
Now sand on my toes, just a slap in the face
I

the back
Carry my cross through the White House whole thing on my back
Then watch me pull up the flag
Switch my cross in it's place and rebuking the mass
So

and it storms, you'll be sleeping in arms
Deep in a poem, lies around, that shows your trust
it shows those times that y'all fussed, it didn't mean that

be
Slim Shady or just like me WesSki tha Original Ghetto Cracka MC
I got so much juice I spit it out by the cup fulls introduced your eardrums
To these

could never
Trojan war I sneak out through the door
Satan bore I make a coldless war
Kill Devil Hills it has been more than a ride 
We made a project in

the janitor to come and mop up, I told y'all boys I wasn't playing, Ima custodian.

Have unky ride with me to go test the keys from the Columbians.

All white

Shouted we can pay, but wait, bring the city up

Real niggas on the ride, real niggas on the low
That wasn't real, but you was kickin', just to let you know

our minds description
We realized
That the real lies
Were the good guys
So we snuck by
Wore a facade to get through to the masses 
Talked of drugs

the coupe
And we smoking on gas by the pound
need the money
I need me the cash flow
Come here baby
come fuck with the man tho
I've been making the guap since

laboured lists 
Wondering where the future goes
And what I could miss 

So baby sweet pie 
Remind me when we used to ride 

Chorus:
When none of us would

through it like butter
The demons been talking and lying or some
It's been a long night will the sun really come?
Chop shoot straight
I call it a gun
Roll