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the G My n***as ain’t babies
This big bitch hit everybody by itself Gales i aint aiming
It sound like when the drac shakin
Gon pop an opp before perc

over a wave in the road
But it felt like I was going two directions at the same time Anyway, Xelda
What are our coordinates
Our galactic coordinates have

screen
Quickdraw, marksman shoot it, 45 Rugers
Big Bazookas
Surrounded by some killers, looters
Scammers and some shooters
I see tie-dye, Murakami in my

words well in my defense.
I'm laughing mad
I'm laughing mad

And there's a red hot stove down in Pittsburgh going out hard like a cherry pie.
Call me

Hey
Who do you wanna be when you grow up
Mata mathaka widihata you wanted to be a scientist
Because you loved science right

Oh, I see
Reminds me

believe to be the reason not to fear where we're going.

When you're gone, the bedroom deflates.
The sheets are cool and still.
And here alone I now start

I grab her by the pussy with permission
Sixty nine during intermission
No glasses on that's bad vision
But we close and personal
With no intention

the Lord is my rock and he got it on lock guess that was the key aye
You are my rock rock yeah set in stone is the resurrection
You where I'm going my set

Down by the river see I select a channel
I'm picking up my space gun
With a jagged sky and a jagged remark
It's all about me and my space gun
But he's

means we cuffin
I'll promise you a time but won't promise we'll be something
By the end of the month I want some halloween loving
Want to See you in

thinking
You haunted by Jason
Don't write shit like Masons
I'm start to think that I'm probably mutated
That's up for debate
I am nothing to play with
Like

the carpet
I am nonchalant I’m cold like a carcass 
A Vloner shouts out to bari
I’m rockn them Carties I’m up like I’m cardi
All I see red I feel like I’m

sho

The public relates, never I did PR
And I'm about to detonate, give the mic CPR
And you ain't gotta wait for the night to see the stars
Put an end

Hit homerun's til you safe
I'm on the case
They don't want to be great
I'm on the way
I don't give a damn
Ride by my lonely and blowing that Celie

end right now I'm hot
Temperature burnin' like the flames in hell
Ticked off
Pissed off at this crooked place I dwell
Down here I see no precious light

really sucks is the fact that you think that
Lyrically, I think that I could smack you into next week
They don't like that I'm talkin' down to 'em
Usually

bitch that always get bitched
By the way you ain't getting ya bike back
I fuck with gorillas them banana clips
Hit yo shit like i peeled cha whole life

at the same time couldn't concentrate 
Where'd my mind to go Life passing me by really moving fast looking like a slideshow now 
I'm really always busy Got my

pending pastor preach prayer penitence
Provocative preference
Provoking when I provocate pro-pestilence
Procrastinating propose panic station
Lord knows I’m

for Themselves. 
Nah, I'm talkin' to you... who are you, Royal? There's a war going on... to whom are you Loyal? Yes, you in the flesh, this human

food
Man are acting like he's got 9 lives
He can find out what the 4 5th do
Back of the club with the mandem about
Move out of the way when I'm boring

mgk who's trying to diss em now? 
Wow 

World I'm talking to you 
Are you starting to get blind 
Or deaf too?

We need to keep our old school shit alive

coming next
Man I don't know
Yo, let's see where the music goes
Each wack Emcee gets dragged down by undertow
Sneakers made of concrete pavers
Noah built

a legacy
A trail you leave behind
Or seeds you plant and can't see
Is this how I throw away my shot
My chance to rise back to the top

But now, I'm forced