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Remy bottles, Henny bottles by the box
Bullshitting, celebrating
Watched my niggas graduate from penny stocks
Life's a mystery got us like what
The fuck

technology
But I can't make a blade of grass
Oh, no please reassure
Me the somehow I am more
That is the crutch that I need for my balance
Comparisons how I

I'm David Blaine's magic
I'm helpin' you break past it
I'm tryin' to raise havoc
Not tryin' to stay savage
Tryin' to make balance while
Findin' my great

with the basic shit
And my skills higher than normal
Like someone laced the shit's
But still, still, look at me
Shit, playin by the rules of a
System I

trips
Before rosaries and crucifixion monologues
But even so
A balance was forged
And a small bandera
Was draped over la mesa blanca
Ensuring the light

The only way
One foot 
In & out the grave
So dangerous
The games we play
Takin shit 
From day by day
Balance out the
Fun & pain
Can’t value the sun
Without

qu’ils en savent
C’est les nerfs d’la guerre
Drive by dans leur mère ah ouais ah ouais
Pour une biatch
Toi ta oublié la miff
Tu dois des sous dans

outside)
in my hideaway
(deep sigh, let it pass me by)
take time out to hibernate
(so don’t ask me why)
any time of the night ’n’day

VERSE 1 (Solo):

come to rest
And nobody to sift through the debris

I'm too wired to be tired
I'm too bored, I want more
I'm getting haunted in the daytime now
By

me
I'm friendship is getting bigger
But my enimes are getting more powerful
All in my home trying to burn it down
No team by my side just me myself

even real Spinrillin’
Break down two zips by the building
Two double cups, I get to spillin'
Where the gas? I need all the hundreds
Call the plug up,

demons that give me paralysis
God on my side so he gives me some balancing
Dig myself deep but I gotta get out of it
This for the balance and this for

that I'm in
I can balance every aspect of my Chakra and Zen
I'm a product of a sin
And I'm the son of revenge
I'm a product of a fall off
And return from

This is the last time, dude
If I don't do it I'm done

My name is Ody, self-explanatory
In court getting judged by the fucking jury
Attack your nurse

waste of time
But this is where I'm at
My life interrupted
By feelings corrupted
And I'm
The only one to blame
I guess it's time to
Get up go find it

(I hope y’all enjoying these songs right now,

Cause Lil’Traffic put them all together by himself,

Distributes his own music, and does his own

and no one home
But we didn't care. We stood by the rusty rail
There was so much to be done, while the blood-red setting sun
Darkened the valley's spread

the city globe trackin'
Raise a toast, I want it all, not a small fraction
Balance all the highs and the lows with a bad habit
Back scratchin', don't get you

back to grade school
You messy little bitch watch out and stop playing by the rules
Cause this shit can get ugly too
I'm fine with being humble showing

dependency

Stick by my side so we can fight the same fights
Balance each other out with variation and contrast
I can sense it

Those parallels and dynamics

of time
can't feel the clock ticking(feeling myself,numbin myself)
with all these alcohol
losing my balance
I can't feel my lips
treatin myself(treating

not Givenchy
I wrote my pain and sent it off I'm hoping you would hear it
This Nike fit by Jerry unless it's god then I don't fear him
Just gave that

Collard greens, rice and beans, this shit my soul food
Looking for some New Balance feeling like an old dude
One day I'll have all I ever wanted
A nice big

I'm
Just tryna' get by i smoke til I'm sober
Know I'm a soldier dealt with my shit
I never moaned to an older
Still looking over my shoulder
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