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confined
No that's not me, a beast, I must roam free
So much to see, can't sit around as time depletes
Fast food receipts in between my seats
Nine to five,

overtly too over all this
"Cool like 'burr', I flew like bird"
It's so stupid your, uh, tool don't work
I could rule your world with two excerpts
This a new

a gold mind 
Fake life fuo no flash out 
See them like a spare part 
Is funny how some people paint me black 
No tangible reason Yh s’il vous plait
Fi na

television's raising
Yet we're complaining about
How they're behaving
Washing our hands or just bathing with satan
Yet with all that said
That's just what you

vision
No ones home, I'm home alone with

Loads of lotuses, so no one notices
That I'm a vocalist
Your way to hopeful i just hope this isn't
What you think

how this brawl that amounts to wars, 
That you got yourself in the couch we dawgs,
Sit in developed aroused by broads,
Who in for tailwinds of fucking

the force no Aqua Teen 





Always on my own lonely 

But 

That’s what it took to see 

That’s what had taught me

It’s a dog eat doggy 

You saggin or you

magazine, yeah I be the King supreme
They gave me a C-Rank, but you know that's a prank
I killed Vaccine Man, go on take that to the bank

I'm King Shabazz,

that dark
Infact I’ll see you at the park
Blood don’t ask me bout anything I don’t know
Better yet anything that I know
I’m not gonna be that snake that

we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today 

[Nona Gaye:]
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
 
[Backstreet Boys:]
You see war is

livin
Who gon ask me how I'm feelin
Bitch I feel so clean
Rick on me later
White bitch Amphetamin
Outta this world
All the Headlights to me
Bitch I fly in

White Noize

Bonaparte

Return of Stravinsky Wellington

2017

I lay awake in bed, 
I don't know how I got here
There's a knocking on the door
One, Two, Three, Four

It's quite a bloody mess in here and no

and now you fuckin' on the bros[00:34.29]Halloween shit, I swear it got real spooky, though[00:36.98]I see through your disguise, you tried to use me,

punched in yo throat
Hours later took me to my cell, in my mind hating i'm in jail
Ain't have no bunk mate,couldn't see out my window
I'm scarred no bed

to sleep
But I can't layup bitch you gotta leave
No I can't layup like we down by three
My pockets swole got hella knots on me
We turning chicken into

and take them hoes by the twos
I just wanna geek, geek, geek
I'm so up think its the peak, peak, peak
Lately I been in the sheets, sheets, sheets
But I

by Lillard (oh my goodness, oh my goodness)
He got it, Damian Lillard at the buzzer
Oh my goodness, what a shot
You gotta be kiddin' me

I grew up

Barely living how the fuck you do that
Didnt nobody hear me they went deaf by the death
Bitch im the don
Im the only nigga getting it i won
Im saving for

and bacon
Syrup and shit 
I ate my breakfast
No I'm full of food not any of the nonsense 
That I'm hearing from you dudes 
The chain you claim is real 
Throw

can mount up my saga
Still do exhaust quick like out of shape joggers
But it's my world, I want them all to see
How creative brothers do without no

Nowhere to Hide

Foreign Legion

Kidnapper Van: Beats to Rock While Bike-Stealin'

2000

One... (no!)... Two... Three  (no!)  One, Two, Three  (ow!)

Prozac - you know I'm not crazy son, take this tip
Hold this cigarette over your mouth

the souljas stay

[Chorus-2x]
You niggaz claim to be a soulja, but you souljas ain't no souljas
I told ya and I showed ya, I'm a soulja for life
Now what you

a way for me
My other brother drugs holding him
And he ain't even trying to break free
You see the picture just say cheese
Hope you see this shit in HD

and told me, you're a king see your pops shit. Now I'm a big man in this big loft with this big castle. 
Big king but I stay casual, have goons with big