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on your tongue 
Drip is soaking like a sponge 
Choppers can be real fun
I just never got into guns
Ion wanna send you by the sun
Hopefully you ain't tellin

here would you order that
Gun n drugs is starter pack 
I sit and smoke a quarter pack 
Taking shots right at your back 
If we miss we double back 
If we

I’ve only been in the game for 8
Years, but I ain’t no mumble nigga
No mistaking
Dinosaur truck got so much torque
When I skrt my whip earthquaking
Road

by your lonely 9 outta 10 these negus phone
Fuck the drama don't get caught up in the mix
Keep it solid mind my own stay out my business
I been doing

Yeah
Ay, ay
Ikuze, Ikuze
Ikuze, Ikuze, Ikuze
Yeah, Ay
Let's get it, ah
It's D-dot-E-N-D
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Who do you think that you talking to?
That's

This the F-R-A-N-C-H-I-S-E
I be throwing shade like we in the dark (Skeet)
Ya’ll keep throwing shit hope it sticks playing darts (Doo doo)
Play your

all decide what to do with it, man I got
Goals for the week and the year and a couple of decades
I'm lookin' for trouble, for bundles
Head straight

Paradise

Eyedea & Abilities

E&A

2004

turned to spite
So they sleep in the same bed with guns to each other's heads
Dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red
Suffering from

I'm smoking top shelf, huh
Picky with who I'm around
N****s be grimy, I move by myself
I got double G up on my belt, huh
I'm Gucci, the same way it's

mamas are IRS employed, and they came to collect
Are those royalties, s n, go hand over that check
That's all I have your honor, how else am I supposed

sport, i didn't pout or whine
Took my L's, for every bout of mine
Always rose to my feet by the count of nine  
What it was?
Blue hats, orange stars
Hoops,

no by day
Steady grinding how you stay rich
Next year yɛkɔ Taipei
Eating noodles with them chopsticks
What you dey talk?
What you dey talk?
Energy

gonna be the same again, bitch I'm depressed
So many years of feelings I held back and suppressed
Up a rocket launcher and I'm finna shoot yo head
Bitch

talk about has been dead for some 2,000 years 
Like when are you going to get your mind open to how life is lived in the 21 century
We are living in 2017

days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else

Playa haters grace the mic, but they don't say nuttin' nice
Gangs and guns back in the day maybe a must
Dangerous cause today we just play with for fun

too many times before that its all about timing
Wine n dining big tits climbing step no hiding work no skiving tinch im striding
Hadron colliding fists

imma keep my distance 
Cause it seems like I can catch something
On site by just looking 
What's up
Seein’ yo face pic pudding 
I ain't dogging your

believe me
Well, then try to look at your top lip
Then the bottom
I was locked up in the cell
With my pops for the same charges
He 53 and got 10 years

They

187 Dance

C-Bone2

The New Awol Records: Greatest Hits, Vol. 2

and skips down these fool's strip
Straight to they sto', breakin they ass off something proper
The gun G-O-D's pulled up, sitting on choppers
'cause you

downs
Nobody got better bars than Songer
Two years time, mans in town

By the way, when I said that
I meant ten years but fuck it, yep

Mans pullin

Hey, this shit's so disrespectful
Let's get it right in
Look
Rest in peace to the Wu

We've been young N' flexin', that's way before school
Play that

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

Bang Bang

King Sun

Black Tracks Classics

2005

him, better that than have police sag him
Plus a b.n.e., cause that's two felonies
You too young, wait - a few years later
Comin to a trey-eight, six