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even listen stay on my paper chasing
   my pockets looking fat if the grind slow up I'm chilling
worked so many hours  don't even go count my dollars

they're lost got to look in pandora
I'm the next you call a don we're the ones you call up on
We are 2Dimm
We turn Death Notes into Necronomicon's
You

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

the monster's dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is

about writting
And producing this album
My main goal was to give
Being a pretty bitch a whole new definition

Creating this project, I kept two things in

chilling with
See you thinking bout money, but I'm talking time
In 2020, I'm in two different pair a digms
Count the ticks as I crank up your think tank
That

on creeping 'til I'm dead
All these voices speaking, I ain't sleep when I'm in bed
Devil in my head keeping tabs what people said
No, I ain't speaking what

that I'm a beast, I'm a goat with a pen
I dropped a banger album, watch me do it again
Mic check, one, two, who is that, a savage lyricist holdin'

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

Beautiful and more extreme

"I'm waiting for the man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
Feel sick and dirty more dead than alive
I'm waiting

dick anally and orally
I envoke evil and harm 'cause I'm bad morally
I'll fuck a dead body that stinks
yeah Sodomania made me rape Tiffany Mynx
I went

Like clockwork with this shit
I don't give two fucks what you think
Beat by beat
And lick by lick
I stick to the script like ink
And every so often

Like clockwork with this shit
I don't give two fucks what you think
Beat by beat
cnd lick by lick
I stick to the script like ink
cnd every so often

words
So i knows it's real
You double cross me again
I'm go Holyfield
Stop thinking Outta anger
Gravitated with more perspective
I'm grateful for

that's why I need these words said
My music can live on when I'm dead
That's why I call on my friends
Every song I send, ain't for me to fend

My ego, it's

Making songs better while I just display the bars
Knew I had Cha$e, ain't no ReelSeason
They told me hip hop was dead guess what I'm still breathing
What

head
And I'm not grateful, but I'm dead
She knows I'm alive because I left her on "read"
Fuck sipping green, rather sip on the red
I get too high, I

them blessings
Count them blessings count them blessings
So the other day I'm at the beach with my family
I'm there with my wife and 2 kids
And it's 72

Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust

I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that

been dead
But you saw fit in me
So them demons done ran
Had my mother give me up
For Adoption
Cuz you a blessing
Got adopted at the age of two months by

into late nights
Sunshine looked me dead in the eye
What's the time, it's a sign
Realign, redefine in my mind

It's one time for your mind, and two for

Down Here

Lil' Keke

Boss Hogg Outlaws

2001

body Benz, you riding big body fo' do'
Fa sho though you know, how that Texas talk
I'm trying to stack my green, I mean fill up my vault

[Chorus:

of that message
And I'm just excited to be able to share it with you

Hey, justified me, glorified me
Paid my ransom and I've been redeemed by his blood
Go

the response that I'm giving
Is that's a whole lotta weight
So I advise that you listen
Cuz I got
Dreams of albums
Going platinum and diamond
Catalog getting

to be Clearing my head when i drive
For now i'm exploring by driving my Taurus, it's more enough to be getting me by
Thinking that it'd be nice to switch