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My Homeboy's Girlfriend

Screwed Up Inc.

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

wraps 'em up and ships 'em out, and I supply the ends
Excellent profit got us livin' elegant
Laundrymat style washes away the evidence
Get on the plane

Aye
Smoke a cigar in the day by time it get night I'll be fucking a cuban
They keep up with my life like I'm Jesus hard to believe that I'm really

at a threshold
You see I'm on the rise by the look in my eyes
No hesitation inside, put expectations aside
Chally on the pavement
I'm In turbo, I'm makin' it glide

feel concussed
Cussing at the flight attendant, why can't this plane land any sooner
I got things to do, bitches to see, and fuck the rumors
Ain't nobody

wrote
Our first song it was verse never recorded
As I got older I started to think it's pointless
By the 9th grade I was ready willing to work
All of my

yet
I saw niggas with Hoop dreams brick into a Fent dream
We See Angel Wings before we see wings on a Bentley
Closest that I got up to a plane was

them to you
I was the first to say, I love you
We sitting on this plane, but you keep me grounded
I check out mentally surrounded
By all my fears, flaws,

motherfucker
I'm wasted, taste for hatred
Nothing's sacred to me
You see, what I want I take it
By any means necessary
Bitch, stay in the kitchen
It's the place

a fuck (I'm gon' give a fuck), I'm gon' give a fuck (I'm gon' give a fuck)
Swish, used to play ball now I rap, used to sell weed by the sack
Probably like

of rain
Imaginary planes that became balloons
A little too soon

Sidewalks have no ends
But there's a pretend road
In the street
Where everyone you meet

league
Shid i feel like the only slave that can read
The extraterrestrial in this generation cuz by the example i lead
I rather meet my demise like Mark

JON B33, two 3's, here we go let's see
What we got up in this freestyle

God's lookin at me and I smile
Because I'm blessed
By the Gods, No Stress

Birds caca by the lake, plentiful tities, zcups
Had to sedate her first, rest in peace Queen Aaliyah
She refused to board the plane, resisted kicking

Lost 
By Jesse Mader
Written by Jess Robin Mader 
Jesse Mader Music

(Scratching)
Lost

The Soco was my novocaine, I never overcame the sober pain

Ever since you left i’ve been lying by myself
Crying only on the inside for my health
Ive been drawing Self-Portraits i’m liable to melt
Im fine what

Ah, yeah
Showin' love to Ash, she stood by me on my worst days
Wavy the only one that got me somethin' every birthday
People I called friends,

flying by the seat of my pants
We never got time to figure out where we land
I used to write down my dreams and fold 'em into paper planes
Hoping that

a psycho…
I'm a Canadian psycho
High on American hydro
Back to Australia I go
I travel through the time zones
Like a terrorist I blow planes right out the sky

Super Powers

Ookla the Mok

Super Secret

I got bitten by a radioactive bug
I tried an experimental drug
I went out for a stroll on a gamma testing range
I found an enchanted Uru cane
I made

some boy in the hood, become so fly?
Standing there, inside her mind, let the chance pass by
Back of her mind, "He could change your life"
What

talkin' bout
Buyin' so much shit i pollute the earth by myself
But why pollute myself when i could pay to get help
I made a poker room and bought the nicest

Naughty by nature nawl it's naughty by environment synthetic substitution cause they hypin' all this garbage ish Forcing prostitution yet you wonder why

spinning round in circles like waves in a maelstrom//
I wanna hydroplane on a plane full of hydro 
Comfy in my skin, wouldn’t change with vitiligo
Cut from

a nigga and then I stand over him
Ain’t nothing but real niggas standing beside me
I can tell by the look in your eyes you ain’t grow up like none of us