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myself in my own state of mind, thinking of Joey
I'm feeling the pulse in my brain when he pulled out that 9
Just a matter of time (Blau)
Rest easy my

my space force? Balls!
That was a real goal!
I’m surrounded
By ass-petite-holes?

Our great name stained
Dirty graffito
Can’t scare Tuck,
His wife,

of it
I've coldly gave an intimate unloading ways relived the tense
Imploding of my brain or my unloading chambers gripping it
You only state your phony

the whole paack
Like a chain smoker
Get a head catch the brain
In the Range Rover
Yo I always got the bag
Like I'm staying over
Niggas always trying start

killa'
One that takes the brain and scatters on the ceila'
On the ceila'
Knife collection looking really stella
Really stella
Stab you twelve times

the would do bad things to you
Walkin' round here with a bunch of face tattoos
Drivin' around here in an all black coupe
It's obvious by this life that it

take
I sed iam on the come up, and iamma find a place
They say life's a race, mines a bad bitch
Cause I don't judge a chick, by what kind of line she

i body a beat with these skirts combined
I don't wanna die
When they realise
That my coffin is all they dream about
I got deep cuts in my brain veins

I'm the only one legit damn

The streets codeine cause nigga die but niggas still hooked
I drunk a four stayed on my brain three days but ill still sip

groovy type too sticky Brown shit
Feening for a lick so I
Hit up my conect
On stand by no reply
Waiting for a text
Puffing on a stress joint
Just to feel

clout so bad, ran up on me, boy you had to
Broken face, breaking news now you made that shit congrats
They talking mad wild, niggas don't got shit
I could

fights
Will I fall, Will I fail
Through these eyes I'll see past the veil

Overcome by shame
Self doubt runs through my brain
Dark souls surround
The light

smacked by Biden
I trap yo cheesy look, slay ya like the Vikins

Here's a rat, here's a snitch
Behind the shadows you gon' live
You see my cheese, you gon'

got bitched by them, yea, he's a loser
Going straight to the moon, yea, we flying in that rocket (Yea)
That bitch was too bad, had to hide her in my

got is god
Trying to stay grounded, but I'm floating away
These bad memories never leave my brain
God, I finally understand kanye
Always thought he was

Anything to keep you satisfied
Anything to keep you by my side
Anything and everything for you

I hear your voice in my brain
I feel your hands on mе
You

the only direction, the pace by your suggestion
In cruise mode, chilling in forest with a toad
Who slept with some princess cos she was stoned I was told

Bombs Over Bahgdad

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Outkast: The Lounge Below

2004

was bad all along 
Before you left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe
Believe

a pack
Ran out the trap by my lonely, you know I always happy to make a stack
You can't really trust all your homies, they mostly like snake, you gotta

light
Chrome wheelies all kitted on tinted glasses
I just couldn't let you pass by
Lest take a chance here's my number
Got no plans let me take you out

brain to work 

It's a beautiful day 

It's a beautiful day 

It may not be the way 

I want it to be But I thank you for every situation 

Good and bad

Every time I pop out with my twin, yeah we killing shit
Doing 130 press the dash, pour that gasoline
Hop out by the party, if they press me, they gon

the house Jack built
They weren't bluffing
I wish you good will hunting
And bad luck
From which you were running
All the king's men are coming
To put the egg

away by how I've pleaded myself guilty
Hand on the bible, on my heart, now only truth I will speak

This conversation's bugging me
Excuse me please I