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Remember when all of us three
Used to share the same buzzcut?
We'd go camping down by the creek
And come back covered in mud?

Kraft macaroni

yourself by the time we're through
They won't know you
This ain't the calm or the quiet that was promised when we started
Let me pull your strings
Extend

I'm a skeptic of every single thing
I don't believe a word they say,
Write or chant or sing
Their simple worlds are hanging by a string
Perhaps you

cases
With them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid
I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it
Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box
And I ain't just

Words
Such fragile things
Hearts
Held up by strings
We 
Can't help but try
Dreams
Can't let them die

Maybe I'm just
Killing time, but
Lately I'm not

put me down
All this wasted time, it's all alright
I'll forget it by the morning that's my favorite line
Said I'll be fine, just give me time
Forget you

What you wanna smoke some ZaZa? I brought a bow out, Ha, yeah
Bitch I got the jewels, what the fuck
Ayy, I've been destined for the cheese it's well

Ima make a piggy
Make a piggy fly
Just shorted 20 grams off a cutie pie
Peep the booty every it walk by
Ima blame it on the drugs because a nigga

I Ain't the One

Scarface

The Fix

2002

on
I'm a front-line pusher, for the cheese, I stay on the defense
Stay by the lane and the gutter, bitch, I ain't no sucka
Not the one

Come on now, ah

(Make up lies, waste ur time, then forget it)
(Cuz ion fuckin' get it)
(Big cheese)
Why do we gotta be people just fighting and fussing
Why can't we

Kali
I think I could shut down ya downtown
And bring the whole parade through
Tell em I'm getting paid too
Pick a fight with the powers that be
They

Balls deep inna da flatbush extension
We was born again inside a Jacob Lawrence painting
North of the Mason Dixon Line
Who are the natives?
The ones

Runnin' my money up
Gimme my bag
Coming up every time
You in my bed
Stripping down cover up
You do what I said
My right hand my go to
I love you

ear
Metaphorically, in reality I eat cachapas
Got a sack of bones, shake it like maracas
Ink a couple lines, now we're ready, set and poppin
Picking

It takes so you fall in line
Staring down at my feet
And the barrel of defeat
Like a girl across the room
Enraptured and captured
I'm skipping chapters

What I did to myself
And now I keep telling my friends that it's not that deep
And maybe this is what they mean by acceptance
(Or possibly depression)

Broke my arm breaking down this elbow
Know I had to go and press the line in dem shell toes
Brodie tryna get by
He tryna duck the feds
I need ma

of grimace
Pulling all the strings cause I'm all about the Guinness
Yawning at a lecture hall, uni ain't really my style 
Aidan hit my line and told me don't

I've got a girl that lives down by the water
In a little old house that I broke down and bought her
And the nights out there couldn't get any hotter

The threat is non-imminent homie
We don't never fear
Strings in my back being played by the puppeteer
Eavesdroppin' all of my sessions
You tryin' overhear

da pump thang den I sawed it 
Gotcha bitch screaming oh lawdy 
Hell naw we ain't no joke 
Me and my niggas want dat smoke

Pouring lines by fours

knocking on the door
Tugging on my heart strings
Ring ring ring ringing your line
No, I’m not fucking fine

Pick up phone
Don’t leave me alone
Open the door

While smoking a nice Cuban cigar
Down on that Key West shore
He could have wrote a thousand words
About the lovers in his life
And how one by one they

become lies

In a city made of text a perfect script is demanded
It’s absurd to feel down over a string of less than a line
Can’t erase Can’t stop Can’t