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Pleightfour Presents: Location Unknown Four: Happy Hour.

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sound
Around town
With a good girl that I just found
She's not bound
By the earthly possessions
I think that she's possessed
'cause she keeps saying

I
I

dead yeah he resting
Told my mama yeah I just be stressing
Nigg** capping on da net they need addressing
Fuc* my ex yeah she made me go though depression

Laughing to the bank, Madiba cracks some decent jokes 
And most of y'all won't get it, this ain't free, this isn't smoke 
Bitch I rock the littest clothes,

might
Im the best thing since they invented light

No friends 
No means to an end
But there's lots of

Hoe shit and dead memes

Low wit and Rhyme schemes

playlist, 
Imagining man on stages, 
Distracted by stress I'm facing, 
Don't disturb me when I'm blazing, 
Just call it my meditation, 
I been fighting with

knocked down by a church girl she fooled me look innocent
Its no limit bitch free them menaces. I'll serve your auntie and your uncle
Got pipes on deck for

Ain't nothing like you lil dudes
Im hungry feeling like Deku 
Vs very special 
Rock lee ain't no metal
That b yea that's the bezel 
I Handle bitches i vet

Single mom I was raised by her, in a place where the hate triumphed
Half white, half Latin, so my inner conflict was a race riot
She said I'd never

audacity
I'm tryna see the top floor but the dead weight had my elevator capacity
I'm in need of a new space drastically
I swear I find this flow too

niggas ready by now
Barricade ya' windows and chimneys 'cause I'm coming the fuck in
Yea
Aye look
I'm a bad boy nigga I be chilling with the grinch
Robbin'

anything could happen there's nothin’ to expect
Could be dead tomorrow, could be cashin’ the check
Now we've tipped the hourglass and balanced the scales

Our Thing

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

I'm from the dirty south where niggas go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought

I have no fear for 'em
(H)
Hector Morejon, he was unarmed
The cops shot him dead, he cried for his mom
(I)
India Kager, the navy vet

In space
A long time ago
Before the Earth was formed
Comet's searched and tore
Through dark matter poured
Over the small dead rock
Moving orbital

so foreign like a Maserati
Clear that line but I ain’t done
And I feel so gone I’m off the shits
Nothing you can fix
At this rate I’ll be dead at 26

"Los I took a few hits at two A.M 
After that I haven't stopped until you came in 
Got twelve rocks left out of forty fool 
Take what I got or I'll smoke

The cypher was just a warning shot
This one's aiming for more!
This that J.F.K. shot to the dome
You're getting sent to the morgue
Daxnos is dropping

but i stay low
On the block like im Jlo
In the cribo with j.o
We smoke until we all k.o
This was back in the days tho
We use to rock the A solos
With

care about this money
Just my day ones
I've been betrayed by so many fucking niggas
They stabbed my back
That's why I keep the finger on the trigger
She

creepers
These fuck niggas can't keep up
Had to drag the Goyard when I re'd up
Had to drag the Goyard when I re'd up
Bunch of homies, them niggas'll J reid

the bench, I might just have to turn her to a starter
Ion come from off the bench but if I did I'd be like J Crawford (Swish)
You don't even touch the court,

after i build
Lotta fakes, can't find real
I need my glass re-filled
Dead inside can't find thrill I'm
Still, at the bottom, by myself
Stress been

Everyday I put the burner on the block
2 step verified by the time I'm walkin through lot
We never stop
Out here rocky, all my dreams are at the top
You