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and have a good time
Sayin' it's alright the sun still shines
The earth still spins and you're still mine

With your hands on your chest you take a deep

The Mission

Special Ed

Legal

1990

Somebody said, "This is serious business
There's a tape in the mailbox between your doors
Take the tape from the box, and put it in yours"
I listened

is all tough, I'm moving on up
Bag I'm filling up while your bankroll is all stuck
Just give it all up
It's a Richard Millie and rose gold on my cuff
I

Still writing rhymes still dropping bars like I can't stop
And even when I take off
Into outer space still haven't hit the motherfucking top
Call me Neil

hittin off, Like where this is going
This time i take her back to my own place
Call me prepared, my place looking straight
Start off by pouring us a little

think LeBron did it
Your bitch tryna take my Ksubi's off
'cause Travis Scott did it
Me, I'm pourin' up purple syrup
You be pine sippin'
First it was

Once you got that power it’s hard to resist,
Ego takes over and causes a shift,
You got these ideas and no fuckin’ logic,
Thinking with emotions got you

(Baby steps)
Will get there when we get there (We gone get there)
Let's take a detour around the world
Let the wind blow with your hair (Witcha hair)
Ima

see why
Was always you and I without the t y
Fucked your home girl, that's an eye for an eye
That's the reason she don't hit you up or even drop by
I'm

about me
I don't drink or smoke trees
But your baby momma stay blowin on me
Everything is what it's suppose to be
Had to focus cuz it's time to level up

for the truth in the midst of facts
I don't wanna be confused by my sinful acts
I just wanna choose you and forget the past
Take the sins I committed

believe her the baby na dangerous diva 
The kind wey fit leave you go start to date your nigga (date your nigga)
No blame your nigga the kele she na

just running your fat lips while i'm running up this bag bitch
I just might fuck a bad bitch
Twin sisters thats not average
I'm going up like attic
I got

away, I can't explain the pain
All a nigga ever wanted to do was motivate
Inspire hate out the hearts of millions from Slauson Ave
Education and Wealth,

off the snakes
Chill by myself and i smoke on my strains

Chill by myself and I smoke on my strains
Fuck a Xanax, smoke a blunt in the rain
Tired

sleep
Shit is crazy bitch I´m dazing
Guess that's why I'm straight up on lean
Mind affected by your disease
Bitch I'm reckless no guarantees
Mind take

some artist
Never become sore losers
Cause they know your demands
But don't supply your needs
And they make money off you not refusing to plead
That's

soap
I'm preaching lyrics to my generation
If you tell em to them straight
Bitch they won't take it
We going to the plug
Ain't no time for fucking

taking all your clothes off 

Daydream and Doze off 

I came clean boutta lotta things if you still hate me it’s yo loss 

Maybe I’m so tossed, through

the literal
I can see your third eye
Talk about a miracle
Take a walk in my shoes
Most of you just tippy-toe
Time feelin' awesome engraved in my coffin
One

hoe
You know that I'm Zo
Rhymes Style Analyst, smoking that cannabis
Off of the top of the dome
Gonna go get it and take my ass home
Gonna go to Miami,

from the den
Take a step back
This ain't for them basic lads
Watch yaself and get up off my throne, hey
Doin y'all a favor
Hate me now and thank me later

a couple years
Maybe three or four then the label take your masters
And they hit your ass with RICO
Why we only talk to God
When we're out of options
Why we

Even when you take the mask off, you're wearing a disguise
I tried to tell you why I'm always distant, and you listened but
Still you never gave me