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never asked
Sometimes what's knot is in your stomach on days that you skipping supper
Like this girl I know for years she would refuse to look in mirrors

with something
Break bread with my brothers
Like the last supper
Bust lead if they ever play us
Like some suckers

High as hell in a eighty five a night

be calling
I be saying I don’t know
I’m a different type a nigga
I just wanna keep my soul
Everyday I’m by myself
And yes I’m chilling on the low
I

the garbage by that trash should've pulled out don't fornicate
But I got my homies they relate understand we alot alike
Next time he see me he gon see that I

split they face
I’m deranged
Cannot be tamed, I break they cage
When in range
I twist they face with six inch blades
Back again, I’m Dirt Cobain, in

headed where the weather gets cold
Put my motorcycle on a west bound road
Boone by supper time
Still looking what I can't find
Looking and taking my time

(Uh)
Well this is villain maneuvers
I'm driven like a curse I guess I'm kind of feeling vexed (ugh)
Unappreciated, underrated
But not obligated by your

Kind of murder, don’t mind if I do
My grandma and your grandma
Sitting by the fire
My grandma told your grandma
"I'm gonna set your will on fire"
Talking

things are getting dark out I think need an angel 

Break bread with the homies
This the last supper 
time to get outta town 
So put the money in

I got an army of 12 micronauts;
I got a spaceship for the 12 astronauts;
From 1 to 2, you best know I am 12 lots;
I cook the last supper in 12 pots;

Cop killer
Kia whipper 
Washing pills down with some liquor 
Glock tucker
Kill a fucker
Leave the scene, get home by supper
Pope preaching
Dope

sayin' that you're eatin', there is nothin' on your plate
Bitches always tell me stop, but I never give them a break
Where the bands at, venmo or it's

down floors
With their God forsaken hammers
Or even the dirty nitties just sitting on stairs tryna wait for their supper
It's damn right atrocious
Tryna

Or unrelated psychotic break
Either way I couldn't say I'm feelin' the same
I've lost so much interest in everything
I can't focus on movies how do you make art

shot and yeah I'm shooting
By the day, I'm Improving
I'm pick and choosing
The way I navigate
Yeah I'm working on my gait
Out the gate Doing what It

you walkin next to me just be cautious
I'm surrounded by a whole lotta bosses
Get to the money we don't do the gossip
Lotta profits in our wallets no

In this jungle I'm feeling like Mufasa
Break bread with my Partners
Last Supper
Keep it true bless the food
Spread knowledge
Right now I'm in

supper
Nigga let's eat

You're my Lord
You're my Lord

What is it all worth
What does it all mean
Soon I'll find out
For now here's to the small things

stack my plate then Bon Appétit, yeah
Seven days a week
Last Supper when I feast, yeah
Marshawn Lynch, I beast, yeah
I just do the least, yeah
Had to tell

break the rules, have sex with Your sister
Do not fuck with me, I am not Weak 
I work very hard and I do not Sleep
Suicide by a rope, what a Fucking joke

half when we a whole
If you play play by the code
Never lie like under oath
Stay down until I come up
Say you with me gotta prove it
From dark times till

the world needs to believe
That you ain’t a fuckin bot clearly lost and full of misery
Running algorithms that are programmed by the industry
Seems legit

supper
Good luck, homie couldn't even get a puff from it
The mission is to take over where your eardrum is
Been summoned by the gods, won't sleep till I

work
I got pounds
By the crate gas
Tell em cargo
Takin shit
I might break in shit
5Rt Shit
Nephew rsn
Nino crazy man
Eat the beat
This just a supplement