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done cried so many tears
Four hundred years
Reparations will amend
I done finessed all of your systems
And then pioneered
All of the shit that you got

cobwebs
Still Strattera laid foundations for my existential dread
Bask back to a night on my living room floor
Four hours there I lay, contemplating death's

Skwad Training

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

learn (I'm high)

I use my Colt 45 to shoot down your Olde English
By the time that I'm finished I peel the caps off six Guinness
Skwad Training helps

Funk

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

"I'm trying, not to lose..." 
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..."

"I plan to tell you what it is later" 

Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk

is on all fours
You running tracks but catching up to me
You'll lose your pace stumble then I steal your thunder like Paul George
Cause I got high

nothing civil inside of me 
Now you’re going to see 
The way I see 
I already told you in bars 5 and 6
I pop pineal glands
You pricks
So fuck

on your hand
Four, little Mo and he's droolin' again

Five, I can get disability stickers
Six, at McDonald's, get everyone sicker
Seven, eleven, don't tell

black
Paintbrush art
Pierce the skin
With rough cut darts
Portraits by Quentin Blake 
cnd scriptures from Roald Dahl
Tapestry and scroll don
Hyhoglpyoic

what they really want 
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek 
And where it's George Strait 'til real late 
And dancing cheek to cheek

six with me everywhere I go
Your chick is still tryin to get me in a figure four
Looking for some hotness let a heat seeker know
George Bush one push

six with me everywhere I go
Your chick is still tryin to get me in a figure four
Looking for some hotness let a heat seeker know
George Bush one push

I'd wanna be like me too
Thank God I'm me, cause I don't wanna be you
These bitches so transparent, they so see-though
I get that guap, I run it up, by

1. I see we living in our last days 
2. People show no respect, for the dead, walk pass the grave
3. I'm ashame that I'm part of the crsis
4. Imagine

May Sixteenth
Eighteen-Seventy Four
George Cheney
Comes riding up to your back-door
Well, he's screaming
To chill the blood
God save us
Here comes

Whole lotta white gettin' cheaper by dozen
Whole lotta white gettin' cheap
Yeah, yeah
When I drink, poured up nothin less than a four
Really built tough,

One two three, four five six
I can count, seven nine ten
Zero-Two riding in my Benz
Zero plus Zero, I got no friends
I'm off the percy and I'm going

choppa ten fade
I just poured a 4 in strawberry lemonade
You ain't running up a hunnit then them niggas in the way
Moving on up around this bitch George

forgive me
For my sad tones I
Think it's really crazy
On how time flies by
I was twenty one
Wilding out with the guys
Now I'm twenty six
Getting hits off

ran up ten 
A month went by
They asking for dubs again

Boss ass nigga 
Ion need to recruit
Monkey see monkey do
Like George & Boots

Say cheese like

Bombay gin and Cosmo Magazine
I'm standin' back, six feet in-between
Got an N95 mask, hoodie and jeans
It's no contact, karate hands up proper
In case I

sick of seeing travyons ahmad aubrey george floyds breonna taylors
Twenty four seven I walk outside and ask is my life danger
But I aint going out like

Three man in the whip but we're not wise men 
We got 3 tings each one spare that's 10
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 how many time d'ya wanna get spun 
Fuck a paycheck

2, 3, 4

Yeah

What you saying? What you saying? What's the big deal?
What you saying? What you saying? Tell me how you feel
What you saying? What

cities branded by an empire.
It ain’t about crime, it’s all about fear,
Crafting uniforms designed to commandeer.

Verse 3:
Riots, strikes, blue lines