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Get it right back
Like that
Here come that boy from Mars (From Mars)
With my martians from past the stars (The stars)
You know me yes I came to spar

You can throw me in jail
You could lock all the cells
But I'll never'll fail nah I'll never'll fail
I got a story to tell that I woke up in hell
And I'm

because I love
The way you walk away all straight up and tall"
Oh, call me by my first name or you call me nothing at all
'Cause we ain't nothing at all

felt
The walls was closing in
Control my feelings
Donny tell me not to hold it in
Cuz if you put that shit on these beats
It would be over with
If we get

Ay yo big up all the family in Leeds, man
It's crazy out there, you know
Yeah yeah
Man I was standing on the corner
By this mad accommodation
Touring

from my walk
He Acting like tevin Campbell
He tryna stop me
Wonder can I stop and talk
Speed up and down on the belt
Like I'm a racer
He said I'm looking

stomach growing by the day[00:59.83]And at this point it's like living with a live grenade[01:02.31]And there's a 90% chance you could die

And they say that they with me, but they really not
If you look at my fit, this shit add to a lot
Like "Makoto too fly" like I would've said not
And she

can’t heave
Can’t figure out these problems that would make me wanna leave

Cause they hatin on this psyche that will fly with high issue
Waitin on tears

tonight nigga would my family miss me
Fuck it I'm Skiippy boo-boo-boo-boo, all I really know is get busy
I'm high off da za and I'm dipping
Can't fuck with

me, I call shots, I spin blocks
7.62s gon' knock off his top but step-by-step
I could tell you how he got stretched
He went live ain't have no respect

for more
Chilling with my crackers, we hoppin' in the studio
And my niggas black, you know how we do
I'm gonna smoke the pack, I'm hitting all

ain't gettin' money, I'm throwing a fit
Not hittin' licks
But I still be fillin' my pocket with tips
They ain't be treatin' me well
So I'm movin' right by

still bleeds when he sees the damage
Would it kill to seek the son?
You a vampire sick of the sun
Afraid your money is goin' burn
If you get close

undeniably peng and irrefutably leng
Don't make me say again cos you been
Lying to yourselves, straight playing pretend
When I walk in a club, bag a 10 out

to the fuckin' bone
Forever keepin' it, P know how to get it on my own
He can't fall back, he can't leave the girl alone
Ask me where you at, I told that nigga in

Call forensics
Listen
Yeah
Where I'm from, you might end up like the kid of Sinatra
You'll needa barter for your wig with a dollar
Cos them brothers

a reason to smile

Y'all take this ride with me
I got a smile on my face
Ever since I felt the lord's embrace
And for the first time in my life

I feel I'm

beatup sneakers and a pony tail

CHORUS:
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, give me your hand
Give me something that I can remember
Just like before, we can walk

Carpe Diem

Jin

Presents the Emcee's Proper'ganda

2005

part shaman
Ressurect dead poets through the art of rhymin
A professor with extra hard assignments
Inspired by the stars alignments
I cause defiance with

set it off, yeah I'd really love to
But why you tryna talk down on what I'm up to
What would my grandma say, probably something like fuck you
Rest in

hanging by threads
Always had somethin' that would play in my head
It was this rap shit
Fuck, I love this rap shit
So I started studying the masters

about me in a different light
I'm sophisticated with a bitter life
I been cooking wit the blue flames, you would think that my name is Mr. White
I got no

for the deep end

Retro been going harder than armeggeond reporters
I came in on em with lyricity to slaughter
I gut em by fitlhy dishonored rappers so