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dreams
You ain't never gone get rich
Cp3
Got the rock I assist
Bro a better shooter
You know he going to hit
My fit is fantastic
Imma flame up the club

Come out and play a little while
We got enough to get us by
You throw away what I keep in
Then you want it more than anything
I'm a stain
That reeks

A little piece of information
Brittle pieces defamation
Middle east is my formation it'll
Crease the declaration if we
Lease our blessed nation
Holy

'lil bitch on madams
You ain't gotta ask I'm smashin'
You ain't gotta ask for them rollies
Everything I ride is foreign
Got a little bitch that's foreign

the feens
Would do anything to please us
But I ain't taking 975 nigga you
Owe me from last weekend
Sipping henny out the bottle got
Me feeling a little decent

Kind of murder, don’t mind if I do
My grandma and your grandma
Sitting by the fire
My grandma told your grandma
"I'm gonna set your will on fire"
Talking

will be sent to bring War

(Canibus) an irreversible plague
The scourge of a soon coming age
You are wise not to number your days
The irreversible

start the fire) and I feel fine
(No, we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it)

Team by team, reporters
Baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
(Joseph

don't wanna deal with all my friends
I'd rather smoke a blunt by myself instead
I don't like percs
They just make me feel dead
I think I’ll let Capo take

I'm the ugliest nigga on the planet
Damn it called my father
Said he didn't even plan it
Little kids getting zooted off of Xanax
And I don't even

ain't
You slackers feet is too little to
Try and fit in my shoes
I'm a dog and I'm trending
Go got them grown man moves

You know where it go yeah it's

bukkaked by seven black cocks
While wee Gary Coleman stood up on a box
(Cos he’s only little and he wouldn’t
Have reached her face otherwise)

Whose was that

You've heard about the B-men, the cruel RUC
You've heard about the Black'n'Tans
In bygone history
But there's another regiment the
Devil calls his

Gonna tell you a little
Story ‘bout my paperboy
Pppaperboy, pppaperboy
Its’ not a very happy one, won’t bring ya joy
Bbbring ya joy, bbbring ya joy

Whipping whipping tryna
Make the people listen listen to it
Little voice you gotta listen to it
Instrumental by the Sun God now sit
Back watch my glisten

sanity
Half my brain getting tested by gravity
Take another hit, holdin' on, still managing
Why the angry thoughts in my
Head are just vanishin'
Yeah, just

Laissez les bons temps rouler!
That port city flow going to let You know
About a cool little city Nicknamed Mo
Step inside that Battle House
Dauphin Street

little seconds
A new craving that I'm trying to stave off
I'll wield it like it's a weapon
Making friends with your fate
As your sights turns soft

fools yes
I collect flows like a camel
Energized by the light, my mind's a solar panel
To hot to handle, too heavy to hold
I'm Thing and Johnny Storm,

Looking out for me and me for you and me for too long darling
By our heartfelt nature
Others saw a golden couple
But outsiders see one thing
We feel another

you
She don't know
She don't know about me
She don't know
But she cares about me still
I feel it through the make-up
ooh ooh
Too many times I broke

hit by the streets
Connected in school selling shit like I'm skreetch
Asses to peaches snitches to dust
Modern day warfare watch it turn to rust
You

it blow in a blink (In a blink)
Lil' nigga, what you think?
I'm with T-Dub, I'm with Twin (With the gang)
35 by the MCM won't hesitate to let it spin

You're never gonna blow up

(Evidence) we ain't same folks
Chain spokes and car doors
Its ain't Star Wars, it's Reservoir Dogs
I got that feeling