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This song is a blessing
I feel like angel that just fell from heaven
But like I'm a teacher you're learning a lesson
Call me Mr.Reef because class is in

i'ma sip up some mo' (pour up some mo')
I'm sipping muddy but I don't got cold
Im smoking gas and its strong
Took some shrooms, I'm up on the moon
What

Flowing so different
I come from another dimension
Dimension
I aim for the moon the stars and
Shoot at the treasures
Worldly pleasures
I never hesitate

all of mine
Three cell phones ringing (Hello) office hours nine to five
Hammer kept close by, in case I gotta nail sump'n
Ain't heard a word in weeks,

lungs eat a beat exhale the flames
Since I dropped DAFT nothing else has been the same
But I maintain, kick game, new name
Call me Mr. Rodgers whooping

up in my room
You fixed my past life , you had us going to moon
Bigger man and I'm still on the rise
Never jealous Ion worry about other guys

through out the game 

Speak so different like foreign slang

Building my stock up like Mr.Zhang 


 Foreign whip 

Foreign chick

Thats my code my policy

by orange moon and the
Air was so frigid you would think I was in a Frigidaire but no
No one cared until they heard the bass and snare you know
They

by the time you made that
He ain't saving what he made back
All the time you spent to make that
He ain't planning for the days that
Unexpectedly come

woah (woo woo)
Woah woah
Woah woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
No stylist needed, like I'm French
Every season, looking fresh
Why she leaving you a mess
Mr. Clean

friend, give you the world
Mrs Haddad, My queen, my girl
I said...
L - is for loving you
E - each and every day
A - always by your side, no trouble come

on a fuckin mask
Pop goes the weasel while I'm shitting on some bloons
Robbed by Mr. Krabs he said "Give me your doubloons"
Your girl is givin' head while I'm

tucked away
Working each day as the moons still urgently wax and wane
Each second that passes marks the flurries upon our flames
And certainly something

ain't doing enough
But if you listen to everybody you'll be looking all crazy and fucked up

Every one is stupid, every one is dumb
Shout out to the moon

use my tears to motivateI never blow they still dey hatebeing loving the pain for log timeIt's life I will still dey grind I'm Mr. patient waiting for

to charge
Ye
I'm mobbing while I'm bopping to this tune
Your gonna see me on tv soon
You just reached your doom
Time to preach look up at the moon
Prey while

through the window by the way
I've been doing this for something like a couple months
Jacking off well you sleep and smoking hella blunts
Till one day I

a decision
You made up yo mind I done made a decision
Living right by my lonely its only a mood something that keep you confused
Light our way up to the moon

the keys
32 below feel like mr freeze
Yea we clowning spin up on your block see you frowning
With all this ice im drowning on the rooftops with my browning

the roof me & Juess got anotha plan
Trappin out the moon introduce like a couple ends
4K bitch
Yeah I'm on display
Gotta get a dollar yea by anyway
Any means

Baker in the building? 
Mr. Rossiano in service?

Ha
Hey, baby
I just want to give you a call
To let you know
I really miss you
I want you

hey test me if I give a damn, like George W. Bush
I keep thirty years younger than what I am, day by day I’m about to
Play some counterstrike,

You're the Top

Dean Elliott & His Big Band

Ultra-Lounge, Vol. 3: Space Capades

1996

You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart

Now old Mr. Johnson had troubles of his own, 
He had a yellow cat that wouldn't leave his home, 
He tried and he tried to get that cat away, 
Gave it