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a fusion Cell shakedown
We got a Man down got hundreds to spend now
Blood on my hands don't remember how
Coming too close I might let my gun POW
Might get

must take a bow
And take it up the ass
With shards of glass
This fuckers not retarded man he knows the math
Get every chick pregnant in yoga class

Goin' from the seas and I'm back by the summer Comin' back hard, I been crunchin' these numbers
I added and added, I addict, my habit get dumber Now paper

Posted with the bale in my hand 
Fucking all that talk man i live by the gram 
Move another box man i push by the yam 
I need a reup go on hit me

the betterment of people
I looked up to the projects
Yeah, that's some ironic shit
Girl, I was raised in the Bay by my mom
And shit, I did alright in school

around (around)
Hope the foes get exposed, I'ma take them down (mm I'ma take em down)
You gon' have to hit my phone with the payment now (yuh yuh)

at tip by 6AM
Working on a dream where niggas
Barely say come true in Due Time believe
I once was filled with grieve
Had to count my blessings
Had to bow

brother and my sisters and to strangers and my friends
Now I leave you by the gate, where the Scandinavian sky
Is a slab of pink meat, and when you let go

life in a meadow
Everybody wanna get High bitch hello

Tell me goodbye, compelled by your eyes, sayin you love me, sellin me lies
Sayin that you wanna do

should be by now
I tell "I get it in my own time"
In my own time
(God's time)
Oh my
I'm better than I thought I'd be back
When the bar that I'd set for

you'll listen to all year
And by hit I'm not talking about what you get from a vape
I'm talking about what you gonna hear on this tape
yeah
Some people

freak out
My last album dropped to deep south
Why does no one like my shit? wow
Ya'll just tryna fuck with me now but the bad guy's back with a beat down

Stood my ground
And I never bow down
To the formula that's out
Everybody sound the same
I refuse to bow down
It's a clarion call now
Fist down

packed and loaded
My brain is bloated by the backing instrumentals they haunt my dreams on the daily
But they help keep my children keep their visions in

a while cause I stay high blowing clouds, wow
I'm making moves now
She get wet, so I need the towel
You ain't for me cause you been around
Why the hell you

Everything I do do to get ahead 
Cruisin 110 bad bitch giving head 
Time move slow when I go 
Down this road of my timeless soul 
Guess this just how timeless

out
Hold on let me catch my breath
What you looking at, you ain't never seen a death?
Now let me go back to finish the rest
Cuz by the time I'm done,

put his empty bow down
Pick myself up that's what I do
Dust myself off good like new
I roll by myself man I don't got a crew
But still won't look for

Ciarra Tape

Okay Bryant, let's see what makes you so poppin'

Queen to a king, goddess of mine, apple of eye
Product of my positive side, right by

Real talk ain't no problem that hold us down 
Or roll us round or cut us off 
And let me put this in you like hot round
If cash the only problem that you

in this freestyle, only substance I came with is the illegal
Trap hard, rap God, almighty bow down to him
Can't say I'm sonning niggas cuz they not

plays like I'm Ray
But I make it do it what it do
Parade all up and down your street
Them drum sounds ain't a loop
I get around but gimme the loot
I

Find Me 2

Buddy

Harlan & Alondra

2018

can't see myself
Yeah, shit
First I break it down, then I roll it up, yeah
Then I light it up, now I'm smokin' again
Take a little puff, then I

Farthing elation exacerbating your hatred
Aching to break the plaster surrounding the inner Daedalus
Watching all of your children get cremated by the rays