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I said I'm not standard
Nor standing, nor panting, nor was I banned
Yes I was, caught to be canned, fuck that, bust back

Savoring this favoritism,

stop me now I'm living good you can't hate that
I'm feeling the vibes around don't need them around if it isn't positive
Glad to see today could be gone

guaranteed to make her glad
Slim or chubby, smart or real nutty
Sir Vicious Just Ice will make her bloody
Make her think it's a prank while
We goin'

writing rhymes, inspired by Illmatic
I’m still at it, every record I record leave
The record shattered
Cause I’ll be in the lab for a month
Searchin for

that my pops okay
I'm in fossil state
Pablo Picasso, if I get a bottle
Yes I can assure you that I'll be awake
Niggas trippin' off shit that I make
I got

Nuen ain't fabricated
The scene man are gonna hand grenade it
And when I blow they will say I'm glad you made it
Cos brudda you've been going on bad

Human
Distract a class of students
Forbidden Class the fruit we
Planted for our roots
Zoom in
An imperfect world of losers
Broken by the boomers
Claim

offense, I don't mean no offense
I don't mean no offense, but you'll still be offended
'Cause that's society
We even get offended by propriety
We need

ball
So how am I gonna compete with that?
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all

I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say

wanted was to be by your side
You don't know all the things I can provide
I can give you songs, songs that are great
Songs that you will never hate
If you

your actions deny
Him any chances to shine, you'll be glad that you died
He's consumed by the darkness in the absence of light
Now you're doomed

any pot
Saying I refused a test
Quit working us so hard
Would be a guess
So we can get back
And have some rest
Sorry had to get that off my chest
Now

Milestones, for me they're just "trial stones"
And by that, I mean they're transient down to the bone
You reach out and try to grasp 'em in your

You Are the One

Deborah Bond

Madam Palindrome

2011

yes, if I had just one wish 
It'd be to share this feeling with the world

I'm so happy you're the one who found my heart
I can see your love light

I'm mentally sane
Number one, number two, I used to be glad to place
Who am I? Who are you? Pussy, you gon' learn today
Camera phones, niggas bold,

back and go holy hell we had the best sex 
But literally I was depressed as hell 
I wish I had a second chance but I gotta keep moving 
To be saved by

she wanted aesthetically
I asked for a bride, she said "yes" for a registry
Tell me another damn lie
Tell me that we could have tried
Tell me you wanted

-Left me for somebody else, now
I must face life by myself

Everyone guessin' that I am the greatest
They always are askin' me
Why did it I say it?

no debating
If you look up on the rating
You will see that you've been waiting
And you're only commentating
And that gets to be frustrating

Yes

be a good story
No one cares You feel this good energy
Fck the fame United by el duende only

Ce qui me ronge c’est ma nature, c’est dans les ronces

only be known
By my closest
Will I be nailed
To a cross
While the rest
Are buried in a casket
I got tired of change
So I initiated it
As my brain
Hangs

as a kid
Glad I still live
Leaky my faucet is always on drip
Don't know how to fix it
Too much drank in my cup
I do not sippy
Know that I'm tipsy
Barely

to shoot the...
Y'know, ink cartridge inside
With an honestly terrifying speed
And over a remarkable distance
Listen, I'm just glad nobody lost their fuckin'