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pastor that I meet just wants to give me handshake
How I turned one unbeliever into my current fanbase

Like
Oh by the way
They owe me something from

Champagne Javi but you can call me Papí
No breaks no intermission
Straight to the bed from the kitchen
We already know what's next like it's written
I want it

mama, still smiles like she used to
I see you lighting up the room nicely and it suits you
Going home with these laughter lines, that's my plan
Have

N.Y. Electric

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

of all of that?

Well I think I can answer that best by calling attention to the

Bazooka Tooth Be-atch

I say bazooka tooth right?
Bazooka tooth

the mind creates
And the t-h-c adds to the mental elevate
Like Katt Williams said it gives you that “Fuccit”
Won’t see it as bad as the hole
In the bucket

that history
might not have saved life, but now ur soul at liberty

Do you wanna know what it feel like
I ain't really know what feels right
All I really

we get in a fight
Why don’t we get drunk
Till we don’t see anyone
Other than each other my love
That’s the way I like it
Tell me what you wanna do

GO GHETTO DON'T TEMPT ME 

THAT GHETTO GHETTO GO GHETTO CAN'T HAVE ME

(VERSE 01)

CHASING MONEY GONNA KILL YOUR FRIENDS 

YOUR NOT INNOCENT YOU CAN

Nah, it don't tick-tock, AP, we can flip-flop
Yeah, I got on skinny pants, no big clothes, no criss-cross
Gucci flip-flops, yeah, my toes out, that

find pain
Either catch one by the cartridge or the trigger that's slain
Numbing the topic, the indica guts and a dutch of chocolate
All cause ignorance

short, it means that life's too long
To play the same beat on repeat and never remix the song
I try to stay faithful, I'm grateful, but not strong
I

Ha ha, I'm back!
This shit like ridin' a bike baby
Hey, shout out to Fat Joe and Scott Storch
It's Dax! Ha ha!

They say I remix songs, cause I can

music proper
But not every time can be proper
Yea I guess then it is what it is 




(Second Chorus)
Can you see me now 
That I’m gone 
I told you I would

Yes I Am an Alien

MC Lars

Radio Pet Fencing

2004

go round and round, just like a carousel, 
Coming out my BR-8, like I was William Tell. 
If you haven't heard my name, I hope it rings a bell,

I’m glad I’m alone
It may be something along the lines of murder
It may be something that I wanna take further
Am I clean cut like William turner

Yo fam, you're better, no fear, no man
Can't see man that's ten years older
Joker, have your smoke out and turn Yohan
So fam, how can I rate them

picture put in motion, vision gettin closer by the late edits
I've been feelin kind of disrespectful
Deleted scenes full of cast that I can't be next

That chopper rock wit a guitar on my hip
He say he trapping but where is the zips?
Mama struggling i was taking them risks
Niggas hating i’m feeling like

a toothpick
The masqueraders are passing out
Party favors and
Playing games that appeal to
Our darker nature
Like William Tell with a loaded Glock
If you're not

like a arcade
Still servin' perfect lines,
I can teach you how to trace
Lick back king on him, that's me
You do some sneaky shit,
Then I'ma up the score

Do it like this, I can show you how to be the man
You a jit still, kind of like peter pan
You a jit still, kind of like "pee your pants"
I'm a pimp

Let that shit ride, 88
Young Leo chasin' his dream, growin' up didn't have things, I don't give a fuck what they think
Nigga, I do what I please,

won't you sing along?
Won't you sing along?
You can see it in my eyes that I don't even mind being free
Being free, yeah yeah.

Do you know what it feels

Can you last another week? Does the cistern still leak?

Or have you found a man to mend it?

Oh, and by the way, how's your broken heart?

Is that