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Laughs You good? Aight?
Yo, chill bro!
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So Chaz, from Toro, one of
My favorite artists ever, there
Was this melody that I had
In my head
here
2: Clothes Of Sand
Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand,
Who has taken you far from my land,
Who has said my saying were wrong,
see what you got
Twenty four months I was sleeping on the porch
Hopped up with a torch in the Off White fours
I'm coming in hot
I look good in my socks
at the crossroad
[Hook - 2x]
Some say, life be short
I think, we was cursed from the start
I'm only trying to play my part
But why they wanna wish death, on me
Damn
Them Bitches robbed me of my 20’s
(Yo believe I’m coming’ back)
Them bitches robbed me of my 20’s
(Like the second coming of Christ though)
call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
I take seven kids from Columbine, stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47,
that's trouble
Addin' more curve to the bubble
The rump is pumped, ready for battle
Caught the next plane to Seattle
Welcome to the two oh six
She's
a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically
This was necessary i think
on my mind (It be on my mind)
The Front 'real good but she better from behind (From the back)
Ay
She wanna fuck with the rich side (With the rich side)
[Puff Daddy]
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That's some deep shit right there,
the police let BIG die
They call it Los Angeles, I call it suicide!
I took a bullet in the heart and survived
So hit the switch, lean back
And enjoy the ride
Nicholas Cage
Did 4 years, 4 months in the feds, but couldn't get no peace
Released from the belly of the beast, but the 'ralies put a nigga on a leash
sacks
Those were goods days in between VHS stacks
Sometimes I wanna go back
Growing up was never part of the plan but
Before I knew it the process began
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
of the
Things you were hoping to address by
Going away, and then you get back
And do this sort of thing
Is your relationship to this
Stuff at all different?
What
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at?
Where
a week
So lets not let that happen, you and I are on the highway
California to Seattle calling out my name
You and I could get on a bus, be there by
the weather like in Seattle?
[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
All my ex's, eat this one
(You can have her)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
to live smack in the middle of Seattle
By that I mean where you buy smack
During COVID I moved to where you buy cattle
And the Asian population, I doubled
loose
Like that, well ya know the shit is good listenin', man
But now I want you to go back
To the tune you was doin' earlier in that song
You know that
live it up
You can tell what I'm smoking when I lit it up
No mask broad day they'll make you give it up
20 Mil in the back of a pick-up truck
6
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
that I'm good for you (yeah)
But you kinda bad, baby
Witches doin' love chants, brewin' up the potion
I had a premonition I was overdosin'
So someone
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