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John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

Swear

Beau Dozier

The Original

2003

the wifey get away
 You start spittin game askin for the number and name of every dame
 That walk by so I dead it see the chalk line
 Hop on hers you off

on the inside
I'm taking emcee crowns another one off the line
Cause whats mine is mine and yours is mine
A wickedness in lyrics not seen by the likes of many

ain’t the Baptist I am the batter
Coming at you with a jawbone I ripped off an ass, whole
‘Cause you know industry won’t condone
How these hands are home

niggers that u tlk about
them cruel niggers that u never walk wit out
i no wat happened you heard bout the double action
portable gatlin and your the one

make moves that prove truths that's an energy grind

Walk the path to success and its incredibly lined

With all the things I love and I present to my

"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I

confidence got you pissed off
Now you don't know how to deal with the right one
I'm on to something, you can't tell me nothing
I ain't bothered by you hoes

Don't want to see me off my grind
Don't bother wasting my time
Cause sooner or later you'll hear the bell chime
Pushing the machine there goes

I was running out of time
Gotta change it all
Get the stars in the sky
Get em all right realigned
From the surface of the Earth you gon see me shine

got my undivided attention u deserve it 
css is the firmest pretty like a Persian 
Down to earth humble like any other person 
Might let her ride thru

waiting for? I blaze them all I'm past hot
Fuck you, fuck your team, fuck your mascot
Trash talk talk trash walk past but don't look
I can tell by the vibes

and sometimes he wanted to get off that dead road and walk to where the agaves and cacti grew. Krameria and groundsel bloom in purple and yellow, as if they were

feel just how you wanna feel, cause I don't give a fuck
I walk the street at night to find some peace, just thinkin' bout some bucks
And just in case I

circling back
From the avalanche of emergency acts
In a habitat where the Earth will collapse
It ain't happen stance It's a purposeful tact
It's a backwards

prove what stars are for

Underground hall of fame like vans I'm off the wall
Go forward by any means, I can't walk then I'mma crawl
I'm humble, down

You looking like a come up off this earth your honor
A shot at ending all this hurt your honor
The silent cries of a silent tribe
That learned

the game then I put her to work
Damn! I dropped the spliff on my shirt (my shirt)
Grippin the grain 
I got ice on my chain
Then I swang off earth (then I

rudimentary
Rhymes rudimentary and to earth like re-entry
Elementary, my dearest Watson
Rhymes by the plenty a boy in his twenties
Attitude like I'm sixteen

cye

cye

Smelling your earth, pack it outside
Belly's been full, with too much pride 

When conflict come I used to go hide 
I'm the same damn fool

was the coldest ever
Born in the month of December, known for the coldest weather
Used to walk the streets like a winner, now i just hope for better

tennis court no ponder
While I fight off social anxiety
like Naomi Osaka
When I walk people frightened in the face
I'm not chewbacca
Thought I was sweet

the Earth the Devil is
And they're just doing his dirt for him
I done seen you cry, and reminiscing
It hurts more but I'm by your side forever
For what it's

truly worth
Yet I walk, still connect to the earth
Perspective to the third
Roots deeper than the mud
Third world blood
Got a word from the third world