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Now its time to be a man and blow up like Baghdad
The last guy beat my mom
Got my sister took
Sold drugs
He’s a bad dad
I grew up around drugs
And I

a good samaritan
Two hearts and a home away from home
A double life all I'd ever known
They should've been the best years I missed'm
Ten more to get it out

connected like WiFi
These suckers tryna matchup, I'm like why try?
Cause they know who we are when we ride by
Stop that, cut the beef, and like Five guys

hairy yeah, I bear arms
Heavy machinery, cold metals I'm from the earth
Left the bitch blue like as a Smurf
Drown them niggas that stepped on my turf
cnd

mistaken your vibe problems your taken and I've
Grown accustomed to whom you dating like I'm aiding the guy
Wondering why, you been seeing them signs
Know

and the homies riding all night
'Til the sun sneak past skyline
Acting so above all my fears
Like a Highrise
Hope God don't switch communications up with my guys

Weekend she texting me that XO
Followed by explicit content, home invasion I run in
So many different routes that I could take to be proactive
But the pros

full of cream
I'm ugly as fuck, but the man of your dreams
I'm a nightmare, hope you have healthcare
Ever been fucked by a guy on welfare
Don't lie, I'll

preach no lie
Rocket Rod yeah he that guy
Make you turn up in the ride
I got money on my mind
Slip and slide catch a vibe
If it ain't tinted it ain't mine

VELCRO

I'm the right guy, the night guy, my charisma I might ply, if you're tight you could try to buy my hospitality. I'll pour white rye, martini

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At first I thought you were just shy, heartbroken I'm about to cry
With your guy you lie but why? You looking at me eye to eye
Blue sky brown eye is

Neverbone and Samurai Barry

500 years later, two heroes were born
One clothed in blue spandex, the other in scorn
They were Ninja Sex Party, they had but one

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

The Story

Dred Scott

Breakin' Combs

1994

night to pick
To roll but if I had some sense I woulda known
To take my ass home

Next thing you know we're on the Boulevard in Linden
Next thing you

flight home
Where'd you go when I needed you the most ?
But I told you please you can't go 

When you went it showed me that you cannot be able to hold me

Hopeless romantic, aspiring artist
If I'm inspired by the heartless is home really where the heart is?
Picturesque picked fence
Is that really where the art

all night raising hell
Headed home slow don't wanna go to jail
No way I can pay a DUI and my bail,
Fuck that Ima slide back to shady trail

Them dawgs

Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
We be flocking to the coop 
Yea, that's home in New York (New York, New York!)
Blockchain, what you thought
We them Pigeons

not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page

Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in

Island
Got murdered by one police officer while five of his fellow officers watched him do it
The guy killed the person that they were, uh, uh
Wha, what do

Theres no new stars
Mountain time
Wont make it home 2nyte 
Tryna make the charts
Baby blue carz
Fuck the turnaround time
Dont waste my time
I pulled up

the fraudulent guys, that CAP to get by
I’m more lower case
Tings in the car, try and stop me star
I’ll be taking that chase
250 horses like Ascot
Blue lights

(KnowhatImean?)
Phree as Scott, lookin from a Birdie's Eye
Flyin by, spiralin like a curly fry
I'm old-school, and out the early times
Burly guy, from the home

your eyes
I'm a poltergeist
I'm so precise
U ate all the pies
You can't see me creeping by
Can't tell me no reason why I'm Super nice
With it
I'm sick