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down the block, so I know my way around
North Maine and Auburn before it was a roundabout
Love big words, I used to have to sound it out
Acting ass in

Like your Granddaddy was
Servant like a caddy does
I've always been bad at love
I'd rather do some ratchet stuff
Now a slight change in the mindset
I'd

Microphone stages
The lights in the action
They like what I say

Yea they like when we blacking out
Get a kick out of it
Yea I sholl do
So what

caught a L on my side 
Promise I'ma put your heads on display 
Told my mother it'll be okay 
Cop a new cribby in the city one day 
Drop new whippys put

the heat
Take my mind I can't help but st st stutter when I speak
Not a side she the type you want your mother n'em to meet
When we covered in the sheets

comes back it won't be no show
The devil gon loose and he already know
Hold on how do you know your gonna loose and your still trying
Anyways
That boy

It's quite inevitable
All these in-testable, indigestible, mother fucking posers
Putting out beats that they show that they took no time
Act like they

'Cause of you
There is no room
On my dick
I opened your girl and
I know what she thinking
I hope he don't notice
Imma keep it one hundred
I feel like three

from the poor like we're aunt Jemimah you van taste the greed its sweet on your pancakes waffles and bacon
Shit but I know money does buy happiness I'm

we're aunt Jemimah you van taste the greed its sweet on your pancakes waffles and bacon
Shit but I know money does buy happiness I'm not crazy
Cause when

and alive
So do by me right
Don't make me call my brother or your mother
Please just get back to me
I know the anxiety of living is hanging high
And bleeding

does anything in life do ?
You ever question your mother fucking existence? I do ,
Like why the fuck we put here right onto this earth ,
Just to end up

This is G-H war report, big up Logan Sama
I does this
I ain't gonna say much at the start
You know what? Just gonna let them
Hear what I gotta say

gon' give it to the youth?
We really out here sufferin'
They got us by a noose
Damn, if you a king you need
To rise and lead us through
Cause it's more

Lord knows I tired hear it
Protestors daily declare it
Bedlam on Nelson or Beetham
When URP shut down their program
Vendors from Queen Street

you see it
Now I'm practically gleaming
And now you want me by your side
Because I'm constantly winning
Bow down
And look up at my
Icon status
All these

Steel

Wolfsbane

The Best Heavy Metal Album in the World...Ever

2004

Red - Get out of bed, 
Fix up your hair,
I got paid and I'm bored, 
Lets paint this town red.

Loco 

Baby my truck is rolling, 
My wheels are

cut they neck until there bleeding Prada, Fendi, Loui, Gucci out they couchi till they stop pretending 
Is it fabricated or did these rappers cultivate

I know you're going through some things
And I know there is nothing to be said
That can take away all your pain
But if you ever feel like your in this

back room
Does he know I was just in your bed
If I send him this video, it'll fuck up his head
You ain't shit bitch, you heard what I said
You ain't shit

your house
Yeah

A pulse I comb
To place in my bones
That calls out for
Something unknown
The fame embrace
Come year after year
Does nothing for
These

You're gonna get shot by a white boy in a Nintendo 64 button down
How does that make you feel? 
That's gotta be a fucking blow to your ego you shit head

are Mother Earth's bastard kid?
And she's been trying to erase her greatest mistake
By eradicating the human race
Decomposing as I speak, technically

you didn't know
It was the Yankees vs the Red Sox
And the Yankees they were up by three
But the Red Sox came back and won four
And they advanced