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not now, the stars out let your guard down
I just feel some type of way when you not around
Your ex man lost out (He took a L)
Girl you sweet and I

the MAC blast tear off
Your mask then hit the lab
Mix the Remy in gun powder
Murder the pen and pad
Snort a line o' ether
Shed light on yo' demonic features

Call me Khaled or Valet man I got the keys 
Angelo Torres, yeah that who I be
None of ya people can kick it with me
Cuz ya boy be chillin in whole

them hate evolutionary how we elevate
I grew up in the murder capitol but never capped a fool
Did kick a mans knee backwards though because I had to yo

trynna get them bands
I'm just trynna be the greatest
You can't do it like I can
I be smoking on this ganja
Feeling like the Method Man
I ain't trynna be

Lament For Lester Cousins

Corb Lund

Modern Pain

music and lyrics by Corb Lund


Lester Cousins left his brothers on a work truck filled with others

'cause his father?d left his mother years ago

the sock
Cant feed my habits off of nickels, dimes
So it’s green by the acre house come an shop
Herb gotta nigga in the realest state, my medulla Medusa

the loaf
Then pay off the popo with skittles E and dope
Then I riddle to the middle man hanging from a rope
Fiddle diddle little ones and then their bodies

me by my name, she
Was my mans girl
We went to school together
Enjoying all the summer weather
Asked me how I'm doing
I said good but i could be much

of getting where I want to be by walking 'round it
When I fucking struggle, they love saying "Write a song about it"
Then saying "Cheer up"
This is my struggle

got some love to give

These old times got me thinking
What if I never had started?
This long road I went down
Said man, that shit sounding retarded

Just an ignorant n***a with a smart mouth
I mean a smart black man with some ignorant ways
A Siberian tiger with a flamethrower
'Cause this cool cat just

Still on G shit, still on C shit
Everybody mad 'cause they thought
I wouldn't be shit ten-eight and Broadway
Niggas tried to murder me there
If you ain't

passion is found
When every sound
You hear through the headset's what you live and die by
Is that too extreme
Maybe but for me it's a feeling money can't

out of this world like a space cadet
Place a bounty, Imma take the check
Fuck the chains, I'm like Jango Fett
Imma murder any track, that's a safe old

business "no"
I ain't worried about no competition man I'm on a mission and I'm destined to win "woooh"
Woke up in Vegas today tomorrow I'll be wakin' up in

shit painted
ay yo graff can't be faded

a couple of years ago me and my man
went out of town to rack up some cans
'cause shit it got hot here in

head again you gotta take a peepo
Melly with the murder on the mind I got an issue
With the people judging never showing any virtue
Yeah they judge but

em), they don’t get along
So I hang em by they fuckin thongs
Bouncing side to side so you know I finna flex
Movin' side to side and you know I’m about

think not, of what I am, and what I do

Just recognize in the murder mic, I rule



[Starang Wondah]

How many corny MC gon' try?

Fifty mc, forty of dem

Zip by zip
I built it
Gram for gram
I built it
I told her
I was finished
Now she talking bout
She jilted
Pussy nigga
Please
Pull down your skirt
Get

Just like Japan PH attack and
Religiously strikes every morn
Murders my cunt won't see me mourn
Then spanks my bum I never learn
Gargle his cum cause I'm

Chilling with Drake and Im loving the views
Got girls by the 2s
They ain’t in the pews
They on they knees keeping me amused
Man it seemed like I was dreaming

trip, all night
But you know we finna take flight
Man this grind it don't stop
We be runnin' to the top
My mind lookin' at these thots
Like we know we got