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i am a genius that's never been known to use his brains
but now that i do i cannot help the truth i say

this is my faith, what is yours
are you

Ghetto Cowboy

Mo Thugs Family

Boom, Vol. 2

1999

my boy in tha saloon in tha valley
Now I done came a long way
And I don't wanna be late

Time I make em tokens
You know we ain't

Move Out

back
Woah, I’ll have to give it back
Party hardy, wine and dine, so fine! What’s mine is yours, of course, my dear
Say the word and I’ll be by your side

Your rhetoric will entice me
To write raps on my white sheets
Men at work in our Nike's
We're comfortable in out white tee's
I'm by myself with no

off 3 years instead of liteko
Pity my pinnacle fell too shallow
Now I gotta crawl
My way out of deathly hallows
I'd rather saddle than settle
Galop

Know nothing pal, smiling so they're startin' to hail
Take a look see u under my spell, super powers like kale
Spamming e'ryone I'm the mail,

Never missed got history 
Scottie pimping shoutout pinnacle 
They gave me 33
PayPal gave me 25 
I been running up these racks 
Cross my t's and dot my i

Gold 
That's how's it's goes 
But I cannot stop so that's how I know 
I'm Getting better 
I'm a pen pal with the game and this is my letter 
Hope they

like a key and a kite
Our love crazy and stupid like we got shot by Cupid
I trust my pals to get me right like Jacob got Cal's
Don't worry 'bout

, nigga, my shit don't come from the streets
I'll be the pepper, hot sauce for ya
SPICY, somethin' ride on fool
WATCH ME, polished up, saddle up -

guess that I don't mind
But it's nice to know my good ole pal will show up right on time
If I should make a wrong turn will you put me on course
cnd if I

a word that he made up
It kind of sounded like "Shabloop"
"Okay Feldman, that crosses the line
I don't expect to be shown up by some has-been"
That's when

'm everything that you not, got everything that you lack
Don't need you to cut me slack, don't need you all on my sack
I'll do this all by myself, yeah y'all can

don’t know how to dress
So my hair is mess
I do a YouTube DIY cut
I’m gonna meet my pals
Tonight I’m getting drunk
In a fucking virtual pub
Now the world

to be on my vibe today
I don't wanna slide today
I'm smokin' on blunts
cnd plotting' on spots okay?
Okay?
Okay?
Okay?

I'm putting in work today
But that

a pen pal
Been grinding all my life, so I can't fail
The day I go to heaven
They gon' raise hell
Surrounded by my angels
If you can't tell
I cannot relate

panic
One Barrel Blast and I'll send 'em scramblin'
A pirate's always got his Parrot Pal
With a trusty spyglass, I'll shoot ye down
See my pistol? She's

on our ass cause we did without a saddle
Aided by a crocodile bone paddle
Killing evil gotchis on the way
Most important MILFs
Cause it's all about today

attractive even like me (even like me)

 Couple thousands on PayPal, woo.
My fucking phone is gonna ring now soon.
Shopping at Fairfax I‘m up now, woo.

forgotten)
My darkest secrets
Burried and rotten
Don't worry how they came to be
Secrets not for you to see
(No)
So let it rest
Let it die
This X of mine
I

your fucking homie
I just see you in the hallways you don't fucking know me
Shawty place palm on my shoulder with gentle hands
I'm not your pal, I'm not

the angels or among the boar
But please don't mute, I can't make it without fire
Whenever I may roam I keep knocking at the door
But oh my Lord above, have

Gaddafi
It ain't hard to tell, like Nasty Nas
These microeconomics, between Candy and Pussy (What?)
I don't mean to drop the topic, but these dandies be

glowing.

I was about to cry for help, something grabbed me by the shoulder and spun  me round. It said “don't call for help, you and me, we're gonna have