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Wockesha in my cup n*gga
Street n*ggas do real figures
from state to state imma brick layer Slide around in that wide body
With a hot thotty she a big body

those, that's a kings joke
Figurative, if I'm hit with a shiv
Then you might see my soul through the layers of gold
Hope these visions give you chills
From

a player a taker from the Himalaya’s 
The typer of slayer slice filets from every layer
The cake maker remy and hen shaker
He’s not a quaker this boy nice

hold up
Look at everything I’ve built 
Project manager, brick layer 
This life is, contagious

I can chill, like Lauryn Hill
Ready or not, I sealed

need some more layers
I hit it twice already she said she need more later
Okay I got you baby I’ll do anything for mine 
You been there since PUA 
So

i were you I'd kill myself
That's so legit
I wanna feel the layers of you
How many licks it's gonna take
To get down to the center of your body
Make

Griffin Memorial Hosptial
Then i'm getting up on that shit
I pop it off they said it's higher

By then it'd be too late
I could never know in the stray

Y'all just caking on layers
Need a new foundation

Let me name four different things
I'd rather do than listen to you
Grab a MG and pop myself
Like a air

I could rise like the Phoenix tap into the double helix 

Since before I was fetus They said that Iu0027d be destined 

For greatness The Matrix had

I don't care
You's a looser G
If life came in six-pack rows
I'd still choose a tree

Mama don prayed the boy on streak
Amateur layers be off on me
I

in the 90s, 49ies
And Raiders
Bay Area players
More layers
Less eggs
I beg, for Benedicts
When the homie Raj around, I ain't seen him in a minute
When

cheat 

She wanna play me 
But I'd rather play her
When I get cold 
Wear designer in layers 
When I get old 
Get a crib with some acres
Deep in the water

blood
Seems so much worse since i knew where your scabs was
And went to the measures of peeling back all the layers
And seeing all your pain yet still I

terrain? (Han)
Les pieds cramponnés sur l'bitume, j'revends d'la verte comme Perrin (han)
Tu peux pas nous la mettre (nan, nan) si tu dors, tu vas payer

Utmost

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

a glow
Familiar faces - we live niggaz not players
Look cash in our pockets in layers like ballplayers
Naysayers hatin from the sideline, get a life

bear
With a little bit of armadillo to form that protective layer

And I Once held the hacky sack record
At my school
(Fifty)
Shop second handed 'cuz

Oh woa

Oh

Yea
She wanna go on a date
So I took her to Houlihans
Once I'm in her mouth
She won't ever see me again
Then I'd hit the block
Just

pussy
No Kraft in
This cakemixxx
No insulin
But that pump
In your playlist
I'm on the A-List
You barely made it
Gave you this D
As a grade for that face,

the day
For 40 nights straight all we had was spaghetti
We walked 3 miles to the store
And walked back with mad bags
Swore to myself that we'd grow up

her whatever you have left.
Give her what no-one else wants, 
She won't cry.

I wish I'd known 
Of the evanescent
Light gone low.
She left us all in her

tryna be a better man
(amen)
I write these songs for anybody who can understand
(Understand)
I'd be damned if I never make it
Coz I could never take it
I

little and so innocent
Who would know, we'd be grown, but still feel like we hold that in
It's proven shown, you're on your own but with so, so much

thought that we had something deep. Mourning camaraderie I couldn’t keep. Like I couldn’t peel back a two or three layers behind all the fake shit and look

Burnin' both ends, of the candle
To find out a layer deeper than the mantle
Then I can bounce back with a soundtrack
Because I found that helps when i feel