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choose between the two pills like the Matrix
So I took em both and fell off of the earth on both faces
Pulp Fiction, that's great, fascinate, I'm gone off

and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my

what day it is
Make an appointment with Sheez, you don't need a thug, they know not to play with him
So why do they think it's so easy, pull up projects

cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio

I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I

cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio
I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I

only longs for the best times
But best times I don't seem to detect mine
What's left by you can why I left life
In time see you fucks on the flip side
Ay

double roles
Living two lives at once and have to juggle both
The other day the drummer played those color tones
From muddy grey's the brush will fade

Hey what's good fam, I hope you good
Remember, I was homies with you back when we was both in school
You never graduated, I never understood
You were

want money or the fame i said i want both 

(Shouts out to my mother... i know you looking down at me... 
Just know i'll forever look up to you)

Anytime I snap on a track, I'm still gonna pat myself on the back

It's Zodiac, you can't rap with us
Best to ash and pass the blunt
Ha ha ha, just laugh it

to receivers 'til pack get gone
Bitch I'm a chiefer like Pat Mahomes
Catch the mic
I play wide receiver, throwback Jerry Rice
Several nights
Up late writing

appreciation, Gon' pat me on the back
I'm in the cut, lurkin', nigga, I can never lack
I'm out in the open, Best believe I got the strap
Lookin' for your baby

to the top
Im Spinning in lies woven
Over time
Standing by
Eyes closed
Open mind
Soul to find
Mine never hides
Combine with pride
Touch the sky
Feel the vibe

Speak highly of you while you are alive
Recluse in arts gives things you can leave behind
Time is short and longer-lasting projects
Afraid of death

Want me to be their backers
You can't ride with me girl
Get the fuck back on that PAT bus
You slackers I'm macking
Fucking dopest
Best game in town

it’s God that your praising 


Easy to talk to full conversations 

When you start to laugh it’s contagious 

You see the best in all situations

took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his

I don't like it (x4)

I spread some butter on my bread and it fell on the ground. The washer right by my bedroom and I can't sleep from the sound

Light was the best/
Slitz Light, and Busch Light was both jailed that night/
Old man Fuller brought to the table that London Pride/
London Porter ESB

over green paper
Some of the best lose Everyday a rat race, hand me that test tube
Life is a science project and Death is the refuge
Nobody loves me,

in my thoughts
I been fighting with myself, ever since I knew you gone
We both grew up, we did our best
I guess it's time to let it rest
I guess it's

it
My 30 shooting all hot spice like it got curry in it
I just drunk a fifth of the Pat now I got blurry vision (Uh)
I can't even see the road but ima

And then I said Yes, like the fool that I am; a fool knows a fool but no fool is a man

You'd only been on the project for 3 days, a BA, start

The murderer was the bus conductor

Negotiations are underway
Giving yogic breadcrumbs gifts
Usually thugs history's hawthorn
Figuratively best leave