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to the coffee table
Ask you, it's a fable so strike my name with a funny label
Entitled niggas set the game back by a lifetime
So when karma make a guest

matadors who dun tame the bull
Forgot about heading home
Because it's clear we heading southbound
If I find out where you live
I'mma burn your fucking house

folk that missed him
Blinded by their own false wisdom
But Jesus didn't just say to go to church, he said make disciples and go fishing
Live

Hook:
Losing my grip, losing my sleep,
Trying to hold this reality,
But one by one they all fall down, in tears

Verse 1:
I've been racking my brain,

drop some shit 
They know me by name when I walk up in this bitch 
Can’t be a no name no I can’t be a no name 
You get one life so what chu do mane 
What

been rhymin' and snappin'
You sittin' on couches, slackin', that's why you assed out
The way I handle my business, you see I cash out
After I finish with

New Orleans boy with that southern charm, city full of dreams where we cause alarms
Luis in the house you know I'm a thrill, representing NOLA, and I'm

B-B-B-B-Bassy

Kick it back in the house in pajamas
Watching the Obamas talk about my problems
(And I)
I smoke the best shit grown by my partners

Yeh gettin gangsta up in Andy's house 
It's like this 
Spragga, Black Josh, Illa
Crazy

got that swag
got ten toes
sip my Henn'y on the road
from JA

Wounded soldier, rest a while.
In this house you're safe from harm.
Let the war fight itself.
Don't be alarmed-
Though I wear a uniform of your

Who's doing this ting
It's G-H-E double T and O, my mind works
How it's so diverse
Why work when the fiends wanna by work?
I really can't stand you fake

Diligence 44 Bull Dog in a Honda Civ
K9, is that you yeah? X10
Fifty-five-0 on a chopped off ting
Took big, big risk in a Honda Civ
44 Bull Dog in

Millionaire, still got the strip locked
Uh (hahahaha)

I was-I was dreamin' 'bout this wealth, even when I'm with them shooters
Got the nina by my belt,

the shadows of death
Show me the world that you want to create
Will it be freedom? slavery like they did?
A broken world
With broken souls
Dying to live on this

government snuff
I can't trust anybody else, can't you see?
It's everybody versus me

For instance...

There's this guy who lives across the street
Who

had the tools with the clues you couldn't stunt enough......
cnd live this life like a gangsta by any means I get it
Give a f*** about you wankstas

It's Alright It's OK

Leah Andreone

2 Meter Sessies: Het Beste Uit Tien Jaa

2004

changed
Compulsion rules
Mary's little lambs
Are now raised by wolves

A voyeur with wings
Flashes a cure
She knows forbidden things
They have a lovely lure

meant by it’s on sight
I ain’t playing with a nigga yes I’m pretty but I'm still gone fight
Brodie got the pipe
Came through the side
If you point em out

a flooded time piece 

Fuck Gucci, fuck Louis
Only Dior inside this house
If not that
Better be some Burberry in high amounts 
What the fuck you talking bout

them start to
Hate Thru Dem see mi with
Mi wedding ring biding
Bad mind is a serious thing
Dem Start to hate me cause
The house mi Live in , hay yo
Bad

girl, you're looking too good,
Supreme shapes mystified by my eyes
We don't deserve such unfair blast
Disquieting shadows dancing surrounding us
Cocoa

at 12AM to a quiet house
Tip-toeing to the bedroom knowing he'd be up in hours
Yawning himself to sleep, hoping that he won't be woke by cowards
Breaking

what is there to gain?
Said when them singin' more fame no shame

If you catch me noddin' off it's just a seance in my slumber
See me reppin' with

ain't some brand new insight
It's older than the stones
That keep this old house upright
And keep you still at night

This feels like an undertow
My feet