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ballin'
Bitch im goin all in
Cross em and they fallin'
Golden state be callin'
Wondering where im gonna take my talent
I be like Jirayah bitch im so gallant

Ahoy!
You bastards, pass me the rum
We are going to need it, for our trip
And boy this is going to be such a long trip

The gold has been found

Under overcast skies
We both hid our lies
Walking among the dead
Living inside our heads

You went to university
I worked into my nights
Admiring

Leader of the Bowry Boys in1834 or so 
A boxer named Poole first name William the Butcher 
He was there 
At the heart of America's fist 
With an iron

Drunk pon this liquor, the jam making me feel so right 
And then I saw her alone, with nobody by her side
She hot like fire, the way she do that slow

feeling judged and left out by society
Always feels like he's asking himself why me
Started saying yes when older kids said get high with me
So he started

reclining me back
I'm too out my mind to react
I ain't stressing no more she blessing the boy like a sinus reaction
If I'm having a cough, im cut from

clever ploy)
And let me be your porcelain boy

Cause Darling, there's a rumblin' and a fire down below
And I don't know, I don't know if I can wait

'Twas early June and I, was stepping out me home
I saw them riding by, and i took the chance of gold

I cannot feed my family, or pay for land I run

time I saw you had the crooked glance 
We don't play by chance 
Got khib make moves that'll pay for france

100 to the 10th power 
Made your whole week

the universe
And was captured by it all

And I sank in to  
A universal sound
When I was a young boy

Universe you sing to me
And speak to me
Yeah you speak

inside a setting sun 
That's burned away what's left of me 
The quiet boy I used to be 

The wolves in my head won't stop 
And the bills keep adding up 
I

went to cop a pound  dis face on me ain't for looks  i love that chopper sound  at the end i Only hope i make my proud & that's a promise from her oldest

had a way with a gun
Now I'm among the horseless riders lying still
Swallowed up by the cause on the widows hill
And I dreamed about a rose in a Spanish

walking in the streets, with my shirt open
feel the breeze from the sea, no enemies, or freniemies
only honey bees's , flow with eez, feeling peace.
At last

Statertot ain't gonna get
Like sayin', "Whomst'd've" to a dirty white boy
Waitin' for Dearborn to Fly by ETI while Moist 'N Fresh oil, spoil seas and skies

the house recording for 2 weeks 
A nigga out here writing true shit
Niggas on the block been like; "boy your new shit's sick
When you dropping that next shit?

up before you get scarred
Grab the haters and the traitors by the throat and break the neck

After this game you'll know my name
Take aim
Set the house

and what the hell does it mean to be a woman when your girlhood was defined by a bunch of boys who denied your emotions? (Guess we're pretty similar...) I

Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls, double-dutch

on these kinds of situations
So brace, catastrophe
The ground falls out

Brace my jaw
This misdirection
Tell me, boy, what's got you cold?
The gas is lit,

The Embers
Give My Regards To The Captain Of The Guards Who Has Lost His Saber
While In The Back Room The Boys Have It Large
While His Mistress She Sets

right

One stop away from get high
Don't sleep cause it might just go by
Kick rocks if it do then oh my
Cross tracks and ride from that side
A man can't

passing
My parents adore me
Made no sacrifice for your social scene
But when I go to your shows
I'm dancing twice as hard so you won't know

That I don't