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you that face lift
What I meant by that last line is that
I'm a be in your face like botox
If you got socks then lose those socks
And have nothing

Girl, you broke my heart and
Left me fuckin' lonely
I be chillin' in my room
I got the lights out
Sun shinin', so I gotta close my blinds now
Why did you

pumpkin  like a jack-o-lantern
No need to hide behind the mask when you cover your pattern
Trapping out the haunted house like it's October 31st
Life was

the hate instead
I'd be the richest man, get bitches mad and snitches sad
Like they typing out hexes with the witches' hats
I don't really have the time

and silly cults
It invites people to diminish themselves and dehumanize themselves by behaving like machines

like quote "leave me out of this" 
Y'all too envious about me working with your favourite artist 
That's three thousand hours, insomnia, I ain't got no

I find myself up late at night
Straining and showcasing my poor eyesight
I should quit smoking, it don't make me feel right
I guess that I like it,

be me
Pistol singing that's my life style
Gangbanging til' its lights out
They turned they back on me
So now I got that strap on me
I'm laying in they

the pause start (paws start)
To make a hallmark need a crowbar and Hang em by the M of the Walmart make it wall art
Cause I feel just like flight eleven cause

better
Tell me why I'm surrounded by all these drama setters
Tell me why I went and got it but it's not enough
I dealt with so much bullshit just to light

Rain Water [Bonus Track]

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

A question was raised to me the other day
"Why it seem you always have joy?"
Well, I'd like to take time to set the record straight..

All the joy

Sitting down at this mic by myself
You know at BasedWorld Studios
Feeling like this
Motown but on a way different level
Real hip hop

Some niggas

clones destroying the essence, like
Burning magazines
I have to see
My name in big lights on the Garden, like I'm a starting athlete
Here's a message

always see the light no wonder I couldn't grow
Come on man
Flow still water I'm drowning in self doubt
Every other week I think I got it figured out
Low

I stepped out in my fresh nikes
Feeling like Tempa T now I'm on a next hype 
I still get gassed when I rev bikes 
There's no stopping me nah what's

And lemme get another dance before you put on your drawers
Uh, handle my business and I'm out the door
Another day, another dollar, I'll be back in

She tried to hide it by the faded denim clothes she wore
But I knew she'd never been inside a bar before
I felt just like a peasant, who just had

Got it by side when dem fakes come around
Bare smiles less frowns dineros pounds
Pull up to yuh house with some bags unannounced
Like hold that I done

a G like Mokolo, Boyka, Risky, Rapstar P
My paddy man Huncho boy saby tap me meetup me for Denzel
With Dey shake go on kolos, no be say we borrow

Yeah
What's up, baby?

Say, "Cheese"
Steppin' out, purple Mercedes (yeah)
Fall in love, why don't you make me? (Come make me)
You want

a taste. (damn)
Now I’m back with the shits I’m out here racking up them chips 
Another Emotional light skin but I dont resemble Prince nigga (ha)
Nah I pay

finger
Lights, camera, action
Know you seen it, know you seen it

Dis' picture perfect, look like a God
Picture perfect, look like an angel
Picture

Waiting for lights, cameras, zeros, action
Rhymes written on paper with zero passion
All I really need is numbers, couple zeros after them
Like damn, fuck

the jaw he gon' fold nigga
We spent the block we caught and opp at that red light
Freak bitch hop on the dick I'm finna give her a pipe
I'm finna beat