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Out in Las Vegas
Faded like a clean cut
From a razor 
While I'm shaving 
But I'm high enough 
To see stuff 
Not to mention 
Only smoking 
On the green

the rock then I get a steal
I go make a play then I gotta peal
Touchdown in the hood like I'm from the bills
I ain't never gon stop till I get a mill
And I

the package let it pollinate
Ugh
They want me dead but they kinda late
Aye
Pull up
Hop out
Demonstrate
I peel that top off that nigga like prom dates
Came from

by the rules that you work hard and play hard
That's why after I spend all day at my motherfucking day job
I go home take a shower and go down to my

my time I cannot be late
I see and hear what's real I do not debate

Grew up with big bro he broke some walls for me
That's just how it go and how it

but we ain't fallin' in love

10pm, it's time for the party to begin
you know we late by fashion, that's the rapper life trend
straight to the bar,

tryna duck a long vacation from Club Fed I'm a stoner till they lay me down six feet
slide thru any function or affair lowkey with a party pack I'm gettin

Or guns we clappin
Four for four 
That Wendy's slappin
Get so high 
I'm off the planet 
Mama love 
Fuckin a pastor 
Sinful whore 
I love you dearly 
Fill my

(Doomsday Instrumental by MF Doom)

The first time somebody tries something new
It might not be great
But if you're there for them and
You say hey

Going out to all them bars by the hour till it's 4

Yo shoutout to the fucking trenches

Smoking a blunt and i'm getting the dome
Getting so high that i

Faces In The Hall

Gym Class Heroes

The Papercut Chronicles

2005

the hurdle
His peers shed tears senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was your average A student
Participated in class,
Never came late
And never

Slap you off ain’t no crying that’s a rule yeah
I’m not Ben grim from fantastic four
I might be the grim reaper taking your souls
I might be the young

you can create
Will stop what is meant from from taking place
Rose pedals pave to the top
Lost all my buds, once I bloomed out the pot
Swear to God I

Verse 1

She caught my eye at the dice game
I swear it was something about her soullllll
I thought she had a price range 
Till She hit five sevens in

blockwork
First it was bud then it was crack
I'm changing shirts like bitches not sure 
They don't even know who I am 
I'm running low key till my buzz

(Who)
When I say who, you say BC (Who?)
Super-duper predator with a slew of metaphors cut
From a different textile flow turning dikes out, yikes
This that

just need to catch my breath;
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture. Frozen landscape,
Chill this room for twenty-four days.
Evergreens.

just need to catch my breath;
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture. Frozen landscape,
Chill this room for twenty-four days.
Evergreens.

just need to catch my breath;
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture. Frozen landscape,
Chill this room for twenty-four days.
Evergreens.

just need to catch my breath;
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture. Frozen landscape,
Chill this room for twenty-four days.
Evergreens.

snack as I unwrap, white girl rap bout to grab that black thing by the side of my lap, is it a Mac or some container filled with green crack these verses

Got nothing to die for
Got nothing to light for
Rhyme four twice more
Eight miles of life force
Till I create files and crime for
Police trials and nice

Money coming in by the truck load, look like I just hit a lick
The percs kicked in, i’ma a over dose, split another with my bitch
Money come & money

the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no