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Still rewriting the book on tradition
True Penmen
Yahweh I pray
My Days
Get better by the minute
Tryin to move like the man whom We mirrored his

Who said good things only come to you if you wait
Last I checked nobody got shit done that way
Rome wasn't built in a goddamn day
But it was built

Money keep me motivated, it keep me going I'm the type of flip it, I'll be up until the morning
I can do this shit all day and night
Shit, I'm in

Love Is Calling

Ozark Mountain Daredevils

13

1997

is calling me home



On the way home through the raindrops

Up the stairway, to the rooftop

There's a silence getting louder

It's just another day

self-styled globalized Matt Dillon 
Somewhere you gotta draw the line

Now it's wrong to think the voice of God is the voice of the people
And we always lose

Matt Dillon

Haystak Mac Millon, thats Mr. Mac Millon

I came up with cash villians

Riding right, sack dealin

We be in the back chillin (in the back,

getting
This is '91 Chi Town, Jordan with the XI's
Griffey, Corey Dillon, Gary Payton, Shawn Kemp
And anybody in the kitchen, this is Summer unconditioned
I

is Griffey, Corey Dillon, Gary Payton, Shawn Kemp
And anybody in the kitchen, this is Summer unconditioned
I got the heat
Please tell me you think it's

me my tribute/ some lapidarius locket loot/rockets by my glutes/ Dillon you son of a bitch/ that beskar bout to make me rich/ no weapon glitch/ on some

Tries to make me out as the villain
My life a movie and it
Should just be directed by dillon
My mama saw it in my eyes
She knew that something was missing

I was just trying to find angels, bring the dead back for a day tho
See Tatum go for the game tho, I do it all for the gang tho
A good time will

Six another six
That's eighteen years of Dillon bitch
twelve whole months and nineteen days
I stay with the pen and page
Trauma hit six years of age

Do you like love songs or sad songs
Slow songs or fast ones
Whatever it is I'm willing
I wanna wright it down like Dean Dillon
Do you want a song

just plotting to drop a nigga
Not drug dealing
My youngin' ridin' a rock nigga
Like Corey Dillon
Puttin' up money for niggas for
When they come from

pussies pack cones
I stay away from the 12
With my 12 at home
That's 12 cans in a box
Drink them to the dome
Day drinking high as fuck
Don't even know when

the next day (is fucking hell)
Let's be real
Life in general is hell
I cant be the only turtle
Cooped up in there shell
I overthink on a regular basis
I

smoke too much cousin
The shit bad
The shit bad for you
Reminiscing 'bout the past don't always bring good memories
Dillon had got hit on the tracks when

the doctors said there was nothing to doBut pray that God takes her one day very soon
CHORUS: He said, Hey, you might see this fine lady once againWhen you're

all the comrades that e'er I hadThey're sorry for my going awayAnd all the sweethearts that e'er I hadThey'd wish me one more day to stayBut, since it

the one could poke the bear but aint going like Dillon
Keep that shit up in the air know I'm blowing like linen
Up in treehouse sent the bottles for Quan

Like Embiid I'm finna keep my tennis shoe on y'all neck
All I'm hearing is a bunch of Dillon Brooks y'all non-threats look
Cause God sewn me from

playin' with
Witness a classic in the making
Clap or not for my rappin' ass, one day you'll have to face it
And kiss it too
Get on your knees, bow down
Long

But you don't have any annual growth rings cause you're dead in a day
Now your girls outside bringing in my groceries
Addicted to my dick, lickin' it

Back in them old days, I had a dark cloud
I don't think niggas can walk any miles in my shoes, I'm back down
Back when my life wasn't hittin' on shit