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does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all

Tek time, baby tek time
La la la la la
La la la la la

Tek time baby, tek time 
When I whine up my body slow (my body slow)
Feel da waistline (da

Tek time, baby tek time
La la la la la
La la la la la

Tek time baby, tek time 
When I whine up my body slow (my body slow)
Feel da waistline (da

motherfucking  dead to me as you could be
Don't greet me
Now it's like you asked for
In public we are strangers  and
I wont come back it s for good
This time you

I can't help but feel like you led me on and did me wrong
Now I spend my time getting high, yea I'm getting gone
Hoping I don't call you when I

me
While I'm sitting here, yeah I'm sucking on a slipper
While I'm shitting on your chest, does it smell good though
Running in the shit like you know

a trap
Gimme time and I'm back
Slippery by the way we feel
Am I waiting for the impact (han, han)
Shit too real, too much on my mind
Got me thinking bout

tonight 

I got my mind on my money 
Mind and I hope it don?t get
Me in jail I?m trying to party 
For the night have a good time 
And maybe even hit

Marilyn Monroe
Yeah, said that she a fan and she wanna be alone
I can tell that she wanna fuck by the tone
And no, I ain't a dog, but I'm buryin' my bone

Don’t let the shrapnel hit you
Good thing I been gave up braces
Cause everything I spray been ricocheted right back to me
It's blaspheme how you make that

leave the darkness mortified
I don't recommend you stare
You take it lightly 'til you're blinded by my solar flare
Have your vision looking whiter than

say what i feel
Speak my mind they don't want my opinion
It's too strong for the weak hearted
The streets is where i started, and it taught me allot
Way

yeah chur
We come form the land
Of over derh
Oh yeah doncha feel dis one
We hilltop haggling' 
Country bum
Ya come from the city
Oh da Packers
Doncha

one and then another
Ain't going down speeds off and gets hit by a trucker
Phone vibrating missed calls all from his mother
She left a voicemail

Sole Has Issues

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

the nighttime
Time is by my silhouette, tired of being a harbinger of bad news
Tired of paying rent, and I'm tired of paying dues
And I'm tired of being polite,

good for me

Now when a soldier returns from a war
He yearns for his kids and kiss from his broad
He puts down his sword yet he still feels the scars

there then they gone
Want money for clothes
Smoking that good runtz
So I stay composed
Don't know what they on
But my heart is froze

Pussy claim he gone

and she got some friends with thighs
But on the spot I'm good for
Thinking of some defensive lines
I say, yo baby girl
Let's not make this a spectacle
Your

my teeth
Then get breakfast
Put on my fit
Throw on my neckless
Time to go collect my blessings
Even tho I'm moving reckless
I move with good intentions

out, but man I'm blinded by the glow
I head backstage, we snorting cocaine
Some things pop off, so I let them shots rang (Pop, pop)
Ears start to ring,

mean to me I seem cornered
By the pressures of being who I is and standing on a corner
At least I'm hood enough to never snitch before your honor

to forget the necks that I want to throttle

Maybe I'll be fine though?
But I feel the only way of surviving this
Is by looking for my second self, through

I'm only goin' to give (three minutes) out of the six.
Something's wrong ( 3 minutes), I can feel it

Satan is sick. From sucking my dick.
I think

u kicked out all da Prada 

Then you’ll feel like u ain’t living on finer

Shut up i I ain’t dealing if she a winer

Cause I ain’t wanna go live