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You know though I'm viruoso im blessed all solo I did this shit all by myself You know though I'm viruoso im blessed all solo I did it, did it, did
a few dream killers These people will stop at nothing to make you feel like nothing Like the most trifling triviality to ever have existed We live in
on Human torch with the flame on white suit for the blood stains on I'm done with the nice guy getting walked on while life's on a fly by No sitting
other Give me black and white and wrap it up in technicolor Peace and patience making way for when the choirs sing and When I die please give me comfort
damn blues, they thought I was Crippin' out, huh I'm like "Who?" (Who?) "Who, nigga, who?" (Who?) "Who?" (Who?) I got killers come through shoot you,
TcKE c MOMENT cND THINK LIKE cN cVERcGE WHITE WOMcN YOUR TEcRS cND YOUR FEELINGS CcRRY WEIGHT (Ba ba da ba ba da ba ba ba da da) cND WHENEVER YOU
this plain white tee (while I'm in it) G fazos on my feet (it's a G) Fresh to death, ooo rest in peace chhhhh I'm a always keep that drip on me (on
progress, a forward that I've been lacking It's time now and I hope so Empty rooms, white white wall, "Holy Ghost" and the change I don't know where you've
I'm tougher Cuz I'm not ripe yet I got a lot of room to grow So you better place the right bet Cuz if I sound this good right now Then I'll be flier
I ride 'til I drive you crazy Right here by your side when you ride that Mercedes Can't even get the coupe, need the room for the babies Tell me
then. Eh? What do you mean, stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner, would I?
There's a killer in the room In a black dress In a pair of red pumps That'll shoot cha in ya chest but I got on a vest Cause I been hit befo' But shawty
and smack that hoe Toolie on deck everywhere we go Fucking every bitch on I spit that shit got a dappy flow I fly by hoes like there he go Ya we trap like
'bout to relapse Just to give her dope dick and Ask her for some feedback Like "Shorty, do you love this dick? You know who you fucking with?" Grab her by
bones But the gat'll kill you quicker Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor Smoking funk by the boxes, packing Glocks It's natural to eat you Niggas
riches and them cars But she just wanted a better family Because her parents divorced early, her papa, he was taken by the force Mother on crack and she
treat you mean Never start no kind of scene I'll tell you every place and person that I've been Always a playground instructor, never a killer
go to my room for the after, after party Y'all know what happens next Hypnotiq and a rated X, got her singin the greatest sex Now on dubs, rollin
brother and my momma that I gotta be here for Bitch told me stop buying guns Niggas dying fuck you think I need 'em for Blue and whites, flashing
bald men Decided to write songs to teach Mouseketeers to sing I stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors So she gets fifty years of bad luck
the only man thats walked on the moon Holding heaven by the chain choker cuties in the room, move Love, and im doing that again Weighing heavy on my
tonight It'll be alright with you by my side I can feel you starin From across the room If you only knew that I really wanted you I can taste my drink Upon
to ration Yeah your light's on honey but nobody's heart is home Oh yeah the light's on but the room is getting dimmer It won't be long before we finally name
to my room This aint a stick Bih this is a broom I need receipts Followed by checks Met her last week Now she my ex Life like cocoon Wraped in the booth
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