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dog, I gotta be next
already there in the spirit, just wanna acquaint the flesh, I'm a new man, the old me was put to rest

Living in this crooked I

different sounds
Til I found my approach
This was by design
Too much on my mind
Im not hard to find
I color outside the lines
Diamond in the rough
Measure me

the meanest
They won't let me get too close to the ones I need the most
They're angry and violent, the show uninvited
So you better run away, for my demons come

up till the sunny
I got packs they smellin funky
Yea
Old school serve my junkie
Round up my licks i got my dummies
Re up i got the new pack comin
I

You are a busy guy, you have no thought of deja vu
You are too realistic boring man, to put the guitars on,
and let the good times groove...
You

Yeah that's Mario didn't you hear
He got exposed by Matpat for being too queer
So as you stumble fumble tumble to the pits of hell
You're gonna listen

In yo car with yo bitch
Talkin’ bout shit
That you small minded niggas prolly never get
But Don’t trip
That goes for you hoes too
I heard them

get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (you better)

The soul's escaping through this hole that it's

old sex drive which
I once thought was endless (gone)
Replaced by shame which came along
With my newfound dependence (y'all)

I'm online, and I'm strung

minds durability to many choices back then it was hard to hear the voices nine years old feeling voiceless touched my first piece of pussy still remember

Tryna elevate n boy that's been what I'm bout
If they don't know me I don't want em to so chill with the clout
Just been rollin' by my lonely when I

hole
You can look at it but don't fall in it

Love? Well we've been married almost fifty years
You have to try real hard and work at it
And look

lonely
I'm afraid I can't recover self-control
I would like to love again 
But it's been so long and I'm too old to care
I'm so lonely, so lonely... I'm so

earth
Stepping on the beat, think I'm going commando
Boutta kill this shit, now you calling me Rambo
Mind racing too fast, made by Lambo
Body can't keep

so down
Run around the city with rounds in case it go down (down)

Well we getting too old now
Gotta give the kids juice, so they can grow now
All

into class

Six hours of sleep
Now we ain't resting

Used to watch that clock
Waiting for the time to pass

Never too cool
With the cool kids

Got

It seems that I've been living backwards
Least that what my mind's been telling me
The more the days go by coping with Liquid therapy
Probably be

that I passed was Dancin'
My music blastin', the industry fractures
A new divide and by fractions, I'm extracting every last one of these motherfuckers

good old Grandma go back into bad Mamma Jamma mode
when those strings get plucked by Los’ Santana. Whoa!
here goes damage control/ my famo owns

back, I'm the old me yeah I'm the same one
Hitting a lick up on the industry with a handgun
Cause too many people wanna rep cities that they ain't from

looking to fill the hole in our hearts,
It's something everyday you just don't see,
Young and old creatures, dying to breathe,
Stunned by land, bewildered

fall to the ground as i watch yo ass scream

I'm a visionary person, im the rarest over seas
Yeah this might be new too you, but its nothin new to me
I

the roof
Fill that hole with gold like in the days of old
When tyranny has its way Gods armies rise to slay
So Ima pave the way screaming the truth all

glass of booze to drink
Fools is pissed off and drowning sorrows, too much diuretic
Ain't old enough to drive but I'm borderline diabetic
Sweet
Don't even