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Without any backbones
Wack drones
Better be getting that
Boring ass back home
The cunts you own, sir
Have down syndrome
Go do your homework son
The King

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

thang I make his Vision bad
Stretch one then stretch 2 then stretch 3 Then stretch 4
Zip 5 den flip 6 six
I break off there you go
Big racks I stack cash

tum tum 
Until those things in the back of the trunk go 
Thump thump 
It's murky at the bottom wish you had a sump pump 
Girls, shake ya rump, cuz all I

tell you it's happening now
I see it in the reconstruction of faith
Apart from political binaries, i see it
In the liberated songwriters who
Want more

first cup of coffee. But after that I'd hail a taxi drive up the west side or FDR to work. Turn on my computer. Check my emails, go to the cafeteria for

videogames
Got 2 tattoos because of those days
Don't remember any of the rage
By all the good times, it was outweighed
Showed me the music I listen to
Papa

Amazing

Royce da 5'9"

Book of Ryan

2018

got it signed by Isaiah Thomas so I kept it with me

Everywhere I went I used to bounce that ball
Everywhere I used to go I used bounce that, bounce

a prayer when I end a rhyme
I'm a blessing and they know
This is how the game go
c boss on my own nobody I owe
Big had it wavy since way in gibrauds
Them

you gotta spread your charity far as it can go 
But me, I'm checkin for number one first, cause charity starts at home 
And when the split comes between

don't come, I'mo go & stalk it
Some want ice & cream, so they bask in robbing
Some people only do it cause they're hungry
Like there it is, there it go

Maybe it's the money
Or maybe the problems
But everytime I get
The bag it's a problem
Them niggas here Claim
They want smoke we react
Then hear crickets

on display, so do not try it
This for them real ones that (shh shh)
When they pill somethin', no upload, no new posts
Leave the phones home when they eat

Speaking the truth boldly, even if it feels lonely
Yeah I know it doesn't feel very homey

I just want us all to have a home where His throne be
Lived in my

Sitting at home
He don't get in my face so
I suggest you don't
Unless you want it too
But you better not choke
Cause once you do
It's time to go home
Game

and falling
Whatever you want I can cop it my darling
We been in that room for like two or three hours
That's back-to-back-to-back, no wonder I'm yawning, aye

the Shard's my home
It's the B-I-G, man are bigger than a barge
Man talk bad and they're getting on my nerves
They used to say reason with the work
Man I

to steal silk (shit)
But won't go to the store to steal a can of milk
They want to blame it on they baby daddy
You can't blame your baby daddy you don't know

up on that Cloud Nine
You can't get in my zone bitch
No be me dey purge
I ain't bothered by your own shit
Made the street my home
So a nigga never

hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want

[Talking]
Ay, if you ever at a show, and you see some fuckin hoe, and you want
that dude to go. You know what to do..

[Hook]

Get up in that mosh

make yourself objective
Go as far as you can, far away from home
Where distant voyagers now roam
Look back with love at everything that we've got
This is

it
Watch how I damage
Got yo old lady
Coming home happy
She want me to save her
She know ima savage
Calling me daddy
(Yeah)
Ima get to da bag,

I'm driving back home
Lost in my thoughts, and the night's getting cold
Rolling down the windows
Breeze and the drops on my skin
I'm driving and I