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method at hand was elementary rants
But PHATSO PHATFLOW was a lyrical champ
Who was brought up in a camp by a rambling man
Who voyaged over the land with

[Verse 1] 
Slowly drifting away, 
Wave after wave I, 
Feel it much deeper as the days go by, 
Yeah, 
You tell me you need the space, 
I'm saying

she all up on my dick... ooops I meant to say my clit
Leme see you do a split aye aye
Baby you know you the shit
Tell me what you working with
I ain't

malachite, I mean calamite
Lord I call on might, sat at night, ballied up waiting for the yutes to walk on by
I saw the tents and the blood stains

Regime Mobstaz

Yukmouth

Godzilla

2003

appetites of giants
Hungry as some lions
We the kings of the jungle
Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble
Empires will crumble
Platinum

guided by my barroom appetites
So if this world belongs to everybody else
Just leave me St. Augustine at night

The Lord must really love us common

On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in

left me with regrets of what i should've did
When you created these events to make this go this way
I feel extra empty on the wake up
Got no appetite, no

me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome 
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

I been on campus for some time, but I ain't working enough
I

They just have no faith
They keep us divided by race so that we show hate
Towards each other while they degrade us at a slow rate
At best my bars are

thrusters
Play no games dave n busters
Fly by race check my cluster
Extended range filibuster 
Dj mustard up the courage 
Put a turret on my furance 
No

(good lawd)
Gone and clap dem cakes (cakes)

One leg up (up)
Slap it to da ground (Down)
Hit a split on dat biiiiiitchhhh
Owww she working now

You da

By (By)
Multiply (Yeah)
Money deep (It's deep)
Ready to dive (Yeah)
Open it up (Wooh)
All in the sky (Get It)
Hoping I glide (Uh ha)
Look at me now

on something to get me up quicker
Working on beats just to get my flow sicker
Wrote this shit by myself let’s be honest
They don’t know what I started 
Stood up

the same
Since my birthday
We went to Fazbear's, that was the worst day

I just picked up a new job
But I'm hoping it ain't hard
Got an appetite, grab

to give up (though her boyfriend wasn’t interested in helping out), she kept going, kept working hard and in a short time her business flourished and was

way she get forgiven
Working on a 9-5, with all my guys,
(Hit the dot behind the punchline)
and no one knows how to split it
I'm scoring I'm winning I'm

Buddies a must, who can I trust
Hoping to split up my guts
Mysterious often hilarious
But I'm ready to bust
Who is the one among us?

I was with black

I taught you anything it's do you let em hate

The type to pull up take your chick yeah we them brothers
The type to get a bag and split it yeah we

And never came back at 17 got kicked out by
His mother just like that
He moved in with his father that
He never grew up with
But we're not gon' get into that

cream
First I woke up with yo' ho head by my dick
He the type of nigga who gon' kill you 'bout his bitch
Lift my wrist up that bitch feelin' like

Transylvania

Tyler, the Creator

Goblin [Deluxe Version]

2011

Keep yelling and working them vocal chords
And that'll be more of a reason that you'll get slapped up, for
Is that four trunks comfy? (Fuck you!) Fuck

streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they

get it in get to the m&ms
See a lil dividends go in the bank
Never say Shit 
Way too non verbal but you can see all the words right on my face.
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