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up the 5 get your shit clap
Stop wasting money on the stu, boy your shit wack
My daddy asked me what do I be smoking cause my lips black
Pop, I be

that im makin
Like hold up hold up
if you smokin then roll up roll up
dont you let em start killin your vibe
got the drink by your side
you can pour up

softer linens
Did I mention I got good intentions
Distracted by the smoke and godly women
Thanking God for every day I'm winning
Cause I took baggies

Up in my area
I'm scarier alive than a carcass
My blood is black and cold
And I'm told my soul is the darkest
By the big guy downstairs
I throw a hand

one
I was on the M with Luther, don't get got by a prominent boota
Dishing out food, man's dishing out do your best see him and do him
When the beef

my fate I overslept hold your breath
These acts are frozen and embraced
With the gut-twisting feeling of a
Black and white mosaic
Today Manhattan

that's stepping
cll in tha streetz 
That need 
That can of peas
2 feed they families 
Shout out my BBWs 
Wit tha triple D's
My life is like busta rhymes

how I'm aimin' 'em, my bare hands is stranglin'
Time to bang again, camera shots anglin'
That's right I got your head piece danglin'
Mic's is tanglin',

If I close my eyes and never got back up 
Got stabbed up clapped up, struck by a mac truck 
Coffin in a black truck, bow tie in a black tux
Shed

awareness month itself a part of Plastic free july

UV safety awareness month
I guess that's a campaign for proper care and storage of black lights and by

you had your encore need me to clap dog
And if you need a sign I can Capricorn 
Hope these last couple lines don't get me black balled

I think I'm

of the night
I took you by your hand and whispered something
Your rhythm touching and i was only hoping that
This moment never dies
Blood preasure already

up shit
Heart black as my lungs, they be matching and shit
But hoe kiss me with tongue cuz it matters lil’ bitch 
Naw I ain’t mad at you bitch, you’re

my food with my hands and I can clap you with it
Keep my mind on my money we won't give that a visit
I was making love to my girl, she told me go

leave you sorry as Uzumaki, nigga

Baby take me to your leader
Rest in peace King Geedorah
I'ma send my spirit up to meet you
Drinking muddy water by

that, goons knocking like where he at
Big gats, weird straps, oh shit it's the men in black
Hold up let me it back. Hands claps when they hear this

peas off  
our delicate patch. surfacing is  
different than facing by surfeiting  
and forfeiting the terrible history  
of face become surfacing, which

to black, I'm comatose like Lamar Odom
I dread your devilish grin
I tell myself never again
I dread your devilish grin
I tell myself never again
All work

the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by

movin, blues clues
They like who's dude
They new food
Heat Bron, black mask
I'm here for blood, shit look like it's voodoo
Had the nerve to say I can't

Sippin' Bailey, smokin' sess when I first met you  
[Black-1]  
Steady flashin', I be askin'  
What's your name, what's your sign, who you with  
A perfect

on the shelf

Do they call me crazy because I like black
I wear pentagrams and I give people heart attacks
When they walk by and I get stink eyed 
Next thing you

popped, and get popped again
Made your bitch crawl up the wall, now she call me Spider-Man
Nigga we ain't fuckin' friends, ain't no dap, or shaking hands

Yo, everything I do is strong when I rap
I don't bust no verses, I talk in thunder claps
Give black hands daps, and X marks the map
Dot city on my