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party, hardly sorry
Doing my thing and I'm stumbling from the bar, hey
Hollering at your shorty, the parlayer
I make your heads bop, I'm Aq the rhymesayer

the action
Shawty look good if she don't drip we could be livin tonight
She play with my wood suck on my tip I just be laying the pipe
But only for the night

see there is nothing but me and I wish for company
Let your children live with me
Let them light my dreary soul

The princess agreed frantically,

can't replicate it
I don't have a name I lost myself at age 10
Just have my soul so the rest
I let them take it
Cause in my head everything I do is record

on my surfboard
Give a fuck what you heard, boy
I'ma keep on doing what I was put on this earth for
Rap, make money, formulate a trap
Keep their head

I went out with praise in this emotional maze
But in the end of my days thinking of ways
I'd rather get by or leave myself a place so I must get high

stabbing ya
They tell yo girl that you aint fit
So they can try to hit
Thats hoe shit
Yall scavengers
Trying to drain by another man dry yall catheters
Now

a candle


All of my bitches is dancers 


Killing you niggas like cancer


Live in the jungle with Panthers


Don't look at me for the answers


I caught

tongues just
Like a Pentecostal you only live eternal now
That’s a better motto
Christ alone is my hope
For today and tomorrow

Flip to the script in order

Gotta be them happy thoughts now
My puppy dog’s sat by my side. Straighten that furrow brow out
Or you’ll drown and out brown boy
Keep your head down

the poor to get by
We all see it happen can't do nothing turn a blind eye
Makes me so sick of living lit the blunt to get my head right 
I'm ought to break

man,
cll of it's dead,

Man brag about,
Shavings and drillings,

For the slave owner land,
That we live in,
 
Only tough with a blade,
Or equipment,

want to live
Paycheque after paycheque
I'm working from home, I've started a business
I'm making decisions
For my grandchildren's children
To build this

Yeah
You know
Sometimes I'll just be laying in my bed
And I have all these thoughts come to me
And my head just keeps spinnin' and spinnin'

rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken

the waves of my brain
As it drained and constrained it explained
That the key was to be undetected
For years in the dark, I abided and confided
Unto the one

shoot up my head
If I don’t stop then I’ll rock hip-hop in
The spot ’til you guys say stop
I cannot stop loving the music
I do it because these guys hate

a live grenade
Ignite the flame any time and place
Fire blaze, the beat Napalm
My voice a clipper with a smiley face
Sparking carnage, arson artist
Get

be sayin' you lookin' like a fool, shit

Yea, 
And as she reaches for the doorknob to turn it and then leave
He grabs her by the sleeve purposely so

shopping in places I couldn't afford! Damn!
And it's just the beginning
Yeah
So forgive my delivery
I tend to overthink but when I think about a lot
And when

it’s only right I take
Action while it’s in my possession to live this life, now I rest my case
G-O-D set the path for me, so it’s only right that I

head of steam
It's evident my self esteem is something carried with me
Cause I ain't tryin' to roll with people who ain't bettin' on me
Na
Cause I am

somewhere down the abyss of my brain 
Somewhere I visit in visions and wish to live in and stay 
Reminiscing on the days that I'd like to go back

ain’t got shxt in my Jean You expected a flex I told you I’m next you know I’m lyrical We aim for the head so don’t bother wearing You niggas are pest Who