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I ain't got time for jive suckas I'm tryna survive the ruckus 
That I'm surrounded by they tryna test a brother
I'm not super fly never on no Ron

no seatbelt on car is bumping loud I can’t hear the ringtone
They might pull me over just cus, they don’t love us they don’t trust us
Fuck em all we

em guessing
Guess I've grown restless
Guess I'm just reckless
Look in my eyes as i send him to heaven
Father forgive me theres no more repenting
I am

see
Ain't no time for this gemini
Paint me up and we goin fly
Paint me down and we goin cry
Dont hold me down the homie down
Hold me to it, we goin do

to terms with it

Let go of you and going out
Cutback bit by bit
No more joints in the mouth
But joined by the hip

Let go of your old fancy dream
You'll

in the back, not no sorry tellers
'Cause when I be rapping my flow sick like it got a temperature
Momma called me immature
But I know for a fact who I

Whose drippin my nut
Across these floors
She not gon lemme give her dick no more
He don't know a
Damn thing bout this bitch
Who kids she sip
Who Nut she

the dude that always do right by you?
The dude who'd do it all for a few nights with you?
A few fights with you and i'm sick of your mouth
Never thought I'd

on the court, on point like CP3
Now it feel like its me v me, let em envy me
Up me a G19 with a switch and a beam
If I let it click then its no time to scream
I

nothing more for you, so walk on by, walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by, walk on by

I just don’t
Think of you no more

Never Stop the Show

Slug

Greatful

2016

and all those out of reach
From the block, from the bottom to the top
We built it block by block, we built it block by block

Yeah, they say by

Beat it  up no research
Gotta more by the door
Blow this out fuckin torch
After-match with sensor
The hands now all in dust
Screw it next to bust

gigantic
Hitting like Titanic
But I am not sinking
Just sitting here thinking
I made you an addict
By moving my ceilings
Now you're a fanatic
Affecting your

makes little sense, but it's harder to think
With a fuzz still clouding my brain
Boredom kills a fun night
So we head out in the cold
I know the frost

Endless Highway

Kottonmouth Kings

Rollin' Stoned

2002

journey, gettin' searched by the fuzz
Gettin' rushed out my bunk at nine-thirty in the mornin'
Wake up, grab your stash, break the bongs, and hide your

'cause I couldn't wait
I didn't set out to break no laws
But my damned lead foot pissed off the fuzz

Baby, I'm a-wanted in two countries and nine counties

said f*** it 
it aint no use of fucking wit the fuzz creeping
he came and scooped me up in 15 already drinking
I hoped in da car we pulled off for da bar

I got a half a tank of gas and a fist full pf overdrive
Boss man probably wonderin' if I'm still alive
High line poles swayin' as I'm flyin' by

the water, that’s that shit I don’t drink 
Yay-eeyay
You don’t like me, so what?
Ain’t a problem, roll up
Bout to pop, no soda
Motivated by the marijuana

fuzz
See it all but I aint cuz
Covered by the blood but aint blood
Serving the king of kings no black or yellow
Swerving on em no car but mellow
I'm not

Peace fuzz, said I couldn't grow a hair on my chin
Turned 21, got me acting like I've been that man
I suppose I'm more mature today, I'm not no jit
I

Pryor

But I wanna be more richer than Pryor
The fuck with more niggas than Jiggin' Stout Meyer
Grind out with no timeout, so my figure's gettin' higher

got no homie
Saying that you’re real but you’re just another fobie
But you’re slow, not a Jaguar
Thinking that you’re, in Nascar
You aint sponsored, by

can't keep my eyes open more than one day at a time
I just can't stay awake with all the fuzz
It fills my mind
My path to you grows clear and my love for