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I’m not saying your a fool 
Or any less of a man 
Or a simple heartless creature 
From a heartless foreign land

I’m not saying your a mess

in stored
But her actions are different then whats written on the board
Now you're blind to fact but it feels good to the core
She achieves this
By

I'm a simple song
Lost somewhere out among the noise
Cast to the side like old toys
And passing time collecting dust

I'm made of wood
Crafted by

Couldn't believe my eyes
A greater bird of paradise flies in through my front door
Bringing along a cyclone of fake feelings
Disguised by her

Because I see your girl and I can tell she don't 
By the way she looking at me drip has got her soaked

Scalini linguini I eat it up with a spoon 
I'm

Back by popular demand
Ya'll been sleeping on me better lay off the xans 
Homies turned bitch so I label em trans
I said what I said lil boi I'm

[Jus Allah]

I have sublime comprehension

Divine Intervention

My enzymes studied by the minds at Princeton

To figure my design would divide

aka you know the rest
We some gangster'd up fools from the Wicked Wicked West
Don't trip, your man ain't gotta know
We'll keep it on the low after each

aka you know the rest
We some gangster'd up fools from the Wicked Wicked West
Don't trip, your man ain't gotta know
We'll keep it on the low after each

vision of beauty branded by scars
If love was so simple

Unhook Me...

Hey, hey, stay sharp as fuck

Tell 'em, get that right and straighten that up

Fat Face, the man of hundred grand

Work the mic with precise

Tried to divide us
They tried to conquer us 
Yet we still thrive 
Got my head up high
I'm just a black man tryna get by
Nothing more, nothing less

and Eddy, yeah, the trio of dummies
I swear when DD fucked with Dexter man that shit wasn’t funny

I had VHS types they was the best
We lived by the Bounty

not so simple as when we were young
So if I don’t swoon like all those sweet seventeens
It doesn’t mean you can’t be the man of my dreams
See, I just

But I had my fun 
When it’s too real
Yeah they tend to run
Even yo homeboys told you I’m the one 
Savage, romantic, diary by the pistol
Known

the difference of two hoes,
Simple math you can do bro,
That’s 4 more greater than 2 et doublé what I call a few hoes,
I watch my greed feelin like I could use

place in the game

I came to rephrase what rap really is

It ain't drugs or money or actin like kids by talking sum shit

It's really about how you spit

dancing on my nerves once again. Dancing on my nerves i s thin.

I'm a bad man. Mindin' my own, here for Fronto.

Now I gotta hear about you and your tonto.

but
Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck and be scared
For the life that's

out like she into playin' tennis
Stilettos lookin' high, simple on the thighs
Put me on the case, I be guilty by the eyes
Gain another pound, she gon'

And get a warning like a second offence
I don't care if you fellas are hench
I'll lick a man with a regular wrench
I'll raise the crowbar and take it so far

the image
Never fit the frame, Firefox, Mozilla
Throwing heaters every inning
Plain and simple and it's only the beginning
Roll the credit's in
Going through

Lame-ass nigga, you really can't
Fuck with me, it's just that simple
(Woah) red dot, red dot, red dot, XD
Pop his ass like a pimple
Headshot, headshot,

far we've gone
I crave the change the final piece will bring

Stay afloat in a triangle
Won't sink in the Bermuda
Give a man an inch and now
He think