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flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight

Especially when you a pussy like The L Word, word
You wasn't comin' out the house yet
You don't even know the plug from the outlet
A real nigga but he still

of these songs were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is

the electricity has ceased
Explicitly I’ve plead why we don’t agree by
Normal standardized belief eyes
And now we’re being attacked for 
Speaking out, I’m
In here

the material possessions.
But, the chance to be a gallery artist.
Published by a traditional house.
And, fame really isn't my goal. 
Not anymore.)

With

My Own Parade

Mayday!

¡Mursday!

2014

on the house
Toast to the heavy hitters
Got a tub full Guinness
And some stars for my ninjas
A billion for my business
By the time a player finish
I'll be

draco, yea
He can't wait to take off a face
(Okay, Okay)

Hey, how are you feeling?
I'm good, I'm good, how are you?
Is your new album doing good?
Yes,

to lie
Can't afford a funeral, 'cause the costs is high
God damn, we can't even afford to die!

[Chorus]
But if you buyin' a house, I'll be your land lord

I shelter my thoughts
In hope of moving into a bigger house
History repeats itself
Every name gets scribbled out
I'm getting into the stage of my life

I don’t wanna be alone no more
I don’t wanna be alone no more
I’m tired of waking up alone
Is this house really a home
Winter has come
And it is here

really wanna do it anymore
Staying up late nights, sleeping on the floor
By choice, with friends
They be helping out a little bit, I'm hospitable with it

that 
Different now 
By the way I move 
Money power 
I will not lose 
Times change 
When it's time to grow 
Sending shots 
I'll chanllege those 
Much

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

grateful we really  are
Our greed is eating us alive & leaving scars
Driven by the devils joy we losing control

Sell ur soul for a better car, big mansions

to the top
Of this mountain climbing steadily but then I stop
Overwhelmed by feeling of what happens if I drop
12 song album no one likes it and it flops
No

the one thing that makes you important
Make us feel like no ones ever felt
Factor fear
Talent scare
Factor fear
Talent scare
Round the houses
Talentless

ain't gonna stop I'm a soldier
I ain't gonna stop till it's over
Never give up I'm chosen
I feel the walls are closing
I'm getting closer and closer
Nigga

Gotta stay on the nice
List
All of that for the ice
Drip
Album soon like clock
Tick
Oh go
Hide the presents
On some psychedelic
Candy canes I can smell it

believe you, we are the new people
Who can see through that bull
That's why your breath smell like anus
Hopefully I won't be famous
Although they running

wife
And you're some kid's stepmom
Repainting his houses
I hope you know you'll always
Have a place in my albums
While the poets write songs about

round my neck
Just like a lanyard, this my house
I kick these niggas out like a landlord
I built it with the help of the Lord, no weapons for them
Can't

home in the catskills
To be mad real still at mom's house
Thought I'd be rich by now
Bout half my age now, fourteen
I started writing my sixteens
They

La la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la
La la la la la
Your principals are hung up
On aluminum
Reflecting all the heat
That needs

a big amount
Five percent of y'all I could say I know about
Never judge a book by the cover till it's read
Dollars on your head we don't do it for