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my place
Place
First she gimme face now she can't look me in my face 
Face
She wana gimme cream but I want this cake
I never get complacent tryna reach

Cut the light out
All that talkin' shit for profit what you lie 'bout
Cut 'em off like them niggas that you shy 'bout
I'm wavin' out them contracts,

Want my pockets thick no cheapskate
Uh, ah
Walk in shopping got it prepaid
Lot of options like a cheesecake
What, what

Shawty gon spread it like cream

the cream of the crop
And not a month ago we all were just dreaming to drop
A few accomplished in the past but not nearly as hot
And in my 5 year old laptop

from my window sill
Reminiscing bout them days
When all it took was simple trill
99's from the ice cream van
We'd hear the sirens as kids
And Like

microphone, instead of cones and ice cream
Music was built into my nature, so when hip hop
was created it was a pleasure for me to get down and
make it happen

'em down, they gon' write 'em up
Like a Backwood, light 'em up (Yeah! Yeah)
Lighten up
Boy, your ribs showin', huh, yeah
Tighten up
Treat the cup just

Unpredictable to say the least
Why these towns with population 16 need 8 police
And why we grow these sugar beets but cant make cream
Like Scottie Pippen from

Ooh I drip like ice
Ice,ice,ice,ice,ice
Ice cream on a day thats bright
Nigga you don't wanna fight
Knockout his light
I tell him goodnight
Read

the dynamite
Still gotta shine if I find no light
Seen the darkest of days
Still have a dream like Martin says
Bout time that my people's market pays
But I'm

the fuck is that
Red lights on the beam like rudolph ill knock ya nose off
A everyday struggle for trappers to get they O's off
Like pushing ice cream in

lights in the boomin ass city
Scarin' off mice shit, made me feel icky

Blowin' through Vicks, Timmy, turn a couple Vickie's
Leave a couple hickies only

I blow my clouds like they in the sky
And Ik Some lil niggas who put on a mask before all this virus was in the light

Gone kill lil Chris if he get

Untimely Meditations

Saul Williams

Amethyst Rock Star

2001

the part of I that never dies

Look into my eyes are the windows of the soul. 
It's fried chicken collies and cornbread, 
Its corn milk flour sour cream

Twenty mine teen
On that ultra light beam
Beat it up like fight scene
You cannot get like me
They tryna be cold movie theatre icee
That seems fishy

team but it's not what it seems
To a rare necked eye trying to sell you a dream
Won't lust for the cream in a land full of schemes why
Cause I'ma elevate

the drama
Yeah they love the drama
Every time I'm pulled over
Hit the gas move the analog
Couple blue couple red lights
Cops try to write me in his log
How

her
Eyes light up like July fourth
I mean why would you think that I lie for?
She's so majestic, she's so magnetic
I told her that I would fight for her

NYPD tow truck, raise the rack, took it
Gave it back betrayed the fact they bugged
The Jeep, seats, floors and light bulbs
So I had to change the Range

sides No No
I ain't gone try to play it nice No more
Bitch look sweeter, than a Birthday cake
Come look me off, like a ice cream shake
Sing to yo bitch,

(Yeah, Yeah)

Gasoline, gasoline (Gas)
I'm smokin' loud in a limousine (yeah)
Paper stay Evergreen, I got the cream (Racks)
Always focused, I just popped

the meantime I'ma live out my dream
In the meantime I'ma stack up this cream
For the fam one time while I shine like the ultra light beam
That I all my life

look
I was too familiar getting hand me downs
Never thought of jeweler coming handing me ice
Sick of teddy bears and seeing candle lights
Got cowards

lining for the team man seen
Youths smoke each other just for the cream
Snake each other to feed fiends
It's mad
Fake dreams sold on streets and that's