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(Make a pattern)
It's very clear so you don't have to wonder, whoa, yeah
Throw a stack into the pack, it's nothing, whoa, yeah (Throw a stack)
I see no

When last I saw John Williams
A young man full of pride
To have his bride of just four days 
Stand shyly by his side

He laughed and slapped me

music instead
Yeah
I'm on the route to success
Write this track, while I'm bunnin' to relieve any stress
Wouldn't rather make a tune than have sex but

They taught me how to teach myself
Ain't nothing new up under the sun
We'll teach a dog some old tricks
Put'em on some old shit
I done been here before

the people feel fine
Whether you’re flowing on Whiskey
Or you’re sipping on wine
I wanna see you on a dance floor
Moving
Got nothing to prove
In the groove

Like many men
Tried before 
I strive for more 
Gotta cut the course
Give you everything, multiplied by four
I mean I cry of course 
I gotta lot in store

Studio is all I know
Me and midas got a common goal
I don't want nothing less than gold
That's five hundred thousand sold
And I ain't even have to sell my

back
I've been this way since way back and now it's pay back, what

At first it came to me by surprise
Didn't matter to me though, I'm twice as nice

girls on Mystique
I never got hit by a stray
Yeah, I thank God
We ain't play in the street
(Did not)
Now who getting caught up wit Crossfiyah
I told 'em

Listen man
You're going to have
Season in your life
Where nothing good is going for you
But you got to remember with Jesus
All things work for

I wrote and recorded this entire album by myself
Within 2 weeks on a 20 cent mic in my closet
With every malfunction you can think of to be honest

sincerely

(U-U-U, U-U)
Used to have nothing now my place full of lobster
Red Tomahawk on some fettucine paste
Promethezine mixed with pineapple fanta
Still

'm on the D-low as a person dude
But a whole new ego blooms when the curtains slew
I don't encourage you to see what I have the urge to do
And that's just being

to post on the block just like AD
Member it was just Jay now it's Baby
Cuff her up i might have me a baby, yea
But please don't forsake me oh nah nah nah

why my niggas moving Kelly
Bundy by the dub rock
Just got in some loud and
I'll make the bud pop
It got red hair like Peggy, my eyes bloodshot
I got

and
I'll have you looking for more
I'll be emptying the sack screaming ho, ho
Ho very modest but I've gotta be honest
I'm not a student of college
So if

'm gonna need you to be patient by the end of the night you see
Gotta be careful with these thoughts, man, it's a chemistry
And if I die because I get mine,

Make you suck upon my dick until I blow jizz,
I could say fucking cunt, faggot waffle,
Uppercut, have a goggle,
And you wouldnʼt even notice,

conscious
Keep on talking slick
Be unconscious
On sight
Catch a case I might
Beat it just like Mike
Have you sleeping real, real tight
Colorism blurring

lifestyle heaven sent
Right now I should repent
Coz I was on the road doing anything for petty pence
And it's evident man a got degrees but don't have any

chasing a brick but i still might go break a pound unto nicks
All about my community make sure them junkies is getting a fix
Pray u never have to see me if

待って 相当 winded up
I got nothing but love so shake those hands
How do we start it? どっち? こっち?
どうしてこうして talk it out
それが BK サウンド so stir it up
Yeah I

more of the latter
Don't take it too personally me myself I'm mad as a hatter
But those who have stuck around
Shout out to ya
I'm exposing more addicts

out that I’m real nothing like them
This nigga mad cuz the bitches don't like him
He really lifed her I one night her
Met her at 10 by 12 I piped her