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crossed the pylon
My highlight reel, remember when I'm gone
I leave my mark like Sanchez didn't
You butt-fumbled the mic
I passed my time limit bro I'm

Heaven or hell boy freedom or jail boy
A Nike duffle bag full of shit I could sell for
The high or the low boy just me and my homeboys
Babylon kill

Here comes chineykiki wid di truth
Yes Babylon I'm talking to you
Come take a look ina life wit yuh three piece suit
What would you do

Liad mr

(Woo)
Even though I'm Five foot Nine
IQ high like I'm Einstein (bitch stein bitch)

Yeah, Get on, don't leave
Train station for the OGs (WAAAAAA)
There

leaves by the thousands
I make out a figure in the midst of the wind
A venerable master mysterious as Yin
With a Yang-white beard he puts words

I still think at night about the shit we use to do
I don't know why the hell you decided to up and leave
I was just sitting there and contemplating

Better days
Clouded by ganja haze
Circling this maze
Fresh air for the lungs
Nature is where we belong
But we to busy in Babylon
Chasing dreams with

from the Netherlands
Pull out the chopper, then light up the heaven by night to retaliate (ayy)
Chances of gettin' away with your schemes are one in

Hope and soon you'll find
You don't know just who you playing with, right now
Mayne I'ma have to air it out, it must go down
I mean Jesus said it clear,

Dark out always
Got class at night
I can't think
I ain't think right
I can't think (I'm losing my head, and myself, and you)
I ain't think I'm like

Celebrate the times behind us
How they remind us to
Celebrate the days before us
We're living in the chorus

Looking back at the days gone by
There's

see, where body taps out and your heart beats
You can't Breath! A cry bystanders won't lead, it's a 847 call it a George peek
That Ultra Instinct you

abandoned buildings and
tuckin' my motherfucking pump and runnin' a trench
and I don't even think about no pension; Just get me
out of this dimension (It's

complicit, all uniquely guilty
No escape, we're wholly hypnotized by our favorite movie scenes
We're gifts at the Gates of Babylon to the ancient deity
All

sinking
You can look at my chains but don't you get to reaching
Might have to leave you on the floor wit your body leakin
Spark up this gas we got the whole

Hop out the coupe yea you I know it's me
King Swazye be the coldest see
Flow crazy hope you noticed he's
Back at it like I never left run it back I'm

everyday and we leave you with semen
Out of my way let me advance
You're not man enough to talk to my hands
Like it or not I am hotter than hell

The Maggot

Goldie Lookin Chain

Straight Outta Newport

2005

Space man blow up

Oh, maggot, he's a modern day fagan
Turfin' out your pockets like a Christian burns a pagan
Drippin' with charm, style

the sword carried by trunks I look for fighters in my Caliber remain on the hunt
Call me hisoka with a blood lust
State of mind'll leave you dumbstruck
If you

a living off depressing nights we stayed resilient
Let me sign my name by Ville and live in the dream
I want a sink that don’t leak
So I book out this city

yo tongue wild dawgs bit left u voiceless


Thought that was yo bitch broke pussy moist ish



Scalping crowns and trapping out Porsces indigenous

Hang them high!
That's the soundtrack to Babylon
So ain't no burying the hatchet 'til I'm satisfied
Strategize
When tough talk becomes war
I don't

to the top, ama snatch me the crown
(ama snatch me the crown)
I’m never gonna quit (Oooh)
I’ll probably leave some niggas hanging
By the corner, tryna figure

Leave them with the crickets
Chasing Batman like a Joker do

Distracted by some bitches
Chew on Saweetie like an opal fruit
They hate on words from out my