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growling at noon
Surrounded by goons whom now I presume
Just found out that few people can astound as I do
This clowns is on shroom, how can I prove that

the roots of quest
To find love
But Cupid didn't want to shoot heartbeats
And rejected by many cause I look too young
I guess I had too much to
Drink from

By the beard of zeus, im not being obtuse
I was sipping my juice, as i water my roots
Getting fanned by fan palms and living my truth
They were

the mic and I'm flowin' 
Keep your both ears open
By the universe, I'm chosen
Causing a commotion 
Beat is smoother than some lotion 
Quit the useless

Yo blood , I want you to keep doing what you doing blood
Just continue to keep it real
Even though we outnumbered by these fake ass niggas
And know

I’m Al Capone-y, raviolli
Got your girl feeling like she macaroni
I stir it up, fuck it up, in her guts
Make a bitch really go nuts
By the way it

Listen, Preacher read the page move bishops we are with limits
I force myself right through the gates I made it home followed by spirits
I understand no one

preaching about
Even out
Sprinkle Jesus
Where the evil sprout
Keep your clout and
What you hear about
Cause he who's the greatest
Begins as the one that

looking at the past
She never wanted shit to last
Call her jimmy neutron
Hoes gotta blast
Unwanted by the hoes
And unwanted by the bros
I thought that we

What's clout in a world that has a big mouth
Can't it keep it close, yeah it I know it gotta sprout
Keep it cheers like you're Mickey Mouse
Holding on til

some ribtips
Or some roast beef or some hammocks
Brussell sprouts with some porkchops
Mac n cheese with some french fries
Then wash it down with some

sight
Any time I'm getting a chance to do wrong I choose right
Because with you by my side yeah I choose my new life
There's something in you that I see

some rib tips
Or some roast beef or some hammocks
Brussel sprouts with some porkchops
Mac and cheese with some french fries
Then wash it down with some

Storm

Tvangeste

Firestorm

(Because all of You live by the rules…like sheeps in a herd)

In the name of Mind
Open your heart to my words!
In the name of Honour
Shake off the veil

than a dandelion,
This is to say, better to be a warrior in a garden,
Rather than a gardener in a war
If you live by the sword
Oh wait, you've already

round by round
I'm a boxer in this game
So I go pound by pound
Sweat drippin
Lyrics whipin
All you guys into shape
My pens the son of sam
And I'm big

like I never been heard 
It took a long time to sprout just like the beginning of birth 
When every doctor of Chicago couldn't find a cure
Was this

as handcrafted stacks of impactful clout
I've spent time in active drought Soaked dry from acting out
Those who strolled by hold tight Meanwhile I'm strapped

And talking bout they looking for a Burger King
That fits their style
Wow
I guess I'm doing something wrong
If they can't see I'm royalty by now
I question

fuck for free & over price they pussy qualifying for a Hall of fame
Brussel Sprouts with the steak by it
With the crabs cakes & the OJ
Kush pack with

or something
We be waiting by ya door like pizzas coming
Talk real like for real ya peeps is fronting
I'm fresh as febreeze be getting felt by ya breezy
Windows

on the Glock, try me out, I won't miss you
Made by Rich God, nah, these ain't Gallery (yeah)
Money I done spent at Louis, that's a doctor salary (yeah, yeah)

and I see a rollie poolie rolled up[00:58.26]So days and days go by and I see a little sprout[01:01.01]Coming out, but then it got colder[01:03.08]Little

tryna get them B'$
We came up from the gutter they won't keep us under seige (nah)
We gone find a way and do this by any means
Ain't fraternizing with