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about three more
As many mixtapes I ain't heard from you Eeyores
I think I'm more Primo than Primo
Say my shit ain't no shit with no team, though
Fuck

Love Songs

Kottonmouth Kings

Double Dose, Vol. 1: Hidden Stash/Og Dopeumentary

2009

to the pad and you know she was down, 
To get with all 3 hoods from P-Town, then Daddy X walked in (hey now) 
I was hittin from behind, I was nuttin on that

one-two-three

(We're here)
First name Jerry, last name Jones
I went to his house in Cleveland Road
Knocked on the door and got no reply
Jerry didn't know he was

Run it don't slack
Baby we stay on the track yeah
I'm in all black
Hold up I gotta unpack yeah
I told her come with me and we're going straight

and make a preacher scream out Holy Shit!'
This niggas triple-six, but the reverse of it
Slaughter tracks sorta like the murders commited by Berkowitz

already set down the raceway
We just need to accept, and say ‘okay’
Then we'll fly up up and away
He’ll be by the door on the gateway
And welcome us up into

windows down
Shit I'm on track until these bad vibes come around
Shit I'm never really switching, 5th gear I'm really dipping
150 Really sipping, got

again
I'm on the E13
With a couple of shots to lick
See feds put the belt buckle across me, quick
Two man up but don't tense
I came out in 2-3, I've been

got tats
Where's it at 
Never tried out the clout

What 

1 Million things inside of rock and roll
2 Pop song then it's back to knockin my soul
3 Track

for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors 
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock

laughing in that court
But it weren't no joke when
Them screws slammed them doors
In a Sweatbox thinking it be
A while until I'm home
Wretch 32 on the radio,

return
I saw “Sunshine Rock” had a new track streaming
Beau said he had an experience with Bob
That somehow reminded him of how I do my writing and my

popped out
I seen it all
Niggaz stretched out by tha corner store
Life no more
Dont think small im getting focused
In tha crib writin rhymes while im

It's late
Maybe three in the am
Man, I was so emerged in my work
I lost track of time
It wouldn't be the first time
Getting in late like this
My

on my Roku
Bitches think I'm vegan don't want beef I'm eatin' seafood
Turbos to Corollas we like rippin' up the road too
Takumi, whippin' out Toyotas,

that talk I ain't cutting no Slack
Down in the studio I'm making that crack
Cut with my knife like a killa named Mack
Put him on a shirt while on road

better speak up now
When I come it ain't gonna  be quite
Gonna beat it up an smack it back down
Spiderman Im a riot
Im Riott
Dude you wanna fuck with
Known

the glocks out
It's fuck police, they shut the
House down
Party don't stop now
It's full of freaks
Music too loud
New addy came out
Nigga bop out

Finally, I'm

Paddy Mayo bout ta Paddy Whack 
And I'm going all in on this Dhall track 
So I rise say my goodbyes and she cries 
I'm sorry but I'm feigning for some

meet, let's go
I slam the cab door
I'm no asshole but dawg drive a lil faster catch up to that RAV4
Got this man switching lanes
Boss already bitching

broke your whole life, I had to stack though
It's a problem if I see a snake n****, though the back door
I'm finna Hawk this n**** down, I'm in a Track

small is the gate, and narrow is the road That leads to life
Philippians 3 vs 20 says but our citizenship is In heaven, and from it we await our savior

life, why stressing telling you how it had to be?

I learn to rest and not quit, when I'm tired from the hustle
Not scared to start over, bit by bit we

This song isn't encouragement
Rather, it's a song disguised as a lesson of do's and do not's
I want to make sure that you do not travel down my road