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speak, got me creeping with this Gleek
And I ain't graduate but I got my diploma in these streets
And don't a day go by where a nigga ain't high
What's

stuff
We goin' back to Jamaica
Take a puff
This preroll is medication
I'm a money maker
Got marijuana by the acre
Roll one up
This a trip to Jamaica
Hide

I ain't got no time today, told that bitch I'm five away
Smokin' a joint in the driveway, then I drive away
I had to tell my driver wait,

The Chronicle of Shadows

Bal-Sagoth

Atlantis Ascendant

2001

Imperator of the Night (Thus Spake the Chronicle of Shadows):]
Such adoration bestowed upon me beneath the cryptic moon!
Caressed by ululant lotus-stained

This Spot, By The Time Y’all Get In The Car, By The Time I Get On The Plane Tomorrow
Half The World Would Have Got This Message Because You H*** Just

This Spot, By The Time Y’all Get In The Car, By The Time I Get On The Plane Tomorrow
Half The World Would Have Got This Message Because You H*** Just

Get
By
Us
Fuck you
How high can we go
There ain't no ceilings and I'ma never ever stop until we making a killing
Feeling committed for new beginnings

raised by streets and O.G.'s
Cause the people who brought you here somehow is gone?
Shit I feel for all of y'all
Half the niggas I know either use

the skills
Wrap around pass, fly right past your grill
Take off from half court, in some J5 shorts
The rap band with the man when my words play sports
Comin'

you has hurt you
And that's real in reverse, too
Look, these vices need verses
So my karma's in the first two songs
'Cause half of you won't get past

people are a trip, man

Put everybody down about what's up with that

Yo word, man i gotta let em know i gotta

Bust this

I used to know this girl
By

Im inspired, by the Carter 5 
FludGang

Yeah

I'm the one that you should bet on
Number 1, you number 2 cause nigga you been lead on
Pulling out

been working harder than 9-5
I've been on my grind, like I'm skating on a half pipe
Ain't no halftime, haters spectating on the sidelines
Put the game in

Fifth five thousand so my 'fit like that (nigga)
I threw a switch on the Glock, that's why it spit like that
He was bein' a class clown on the 'net,

fuck around and crash the whip
She so needy man she see me and she just grab the dick
Went 4 rounds dawg I swear it feel like she split in half the dick

talkie's
7 and half square miles and like 8 hoods
You would think in such close proximity shit stayed good
At its best? yes, but at its worst shit aint good

Picked up the phone, called True Religion to put in work
It was evizu, Polo, Cartier, his uncle coach
Gave him the mission, told him to spit with half

to the room
I told him tag me in selling sauce dead
Need ten for a half of BIN
Cheap bitch got her nails done
She been happy since
Bitch, I'm Sleeve Nash
Even

potential to be bae
Jetting down fifty five north like damn is it a quicker way
Two and a half hours passed now I'm like shit will I make it today
Ok the exit

don't bother me, I hate them
You tryna make friends, we tryna make M's
Why you playin' with that lil' pape you better save rent
At half-court, all my

honest,
More than half of them is prolly laying in the fucking garbage. 

[Hook]
Got no time to waste,
No time today,
Got no time to waste,
No time today,

""The TonedeffLogic Project""
Written by: Tonedeff & Logic
Produced by: Logic
©2000 QN5 Music (ASCAP)

Tonedeff  Verse 1A
I snap wack rappers in half

that I been enduring
Ima run yo ass over in a foreign
I just wanted to be treated fairly
By my counter parts but this getting boring
On my birth

mad
Oh yes you guessed but not by by choice
Ursula came and stole half of my voice
Don't you act deaf see I still bring the noise
See my flow 5'11" but