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Country boy you know im serving dog right out a rabbit trap

Oakland city me key n d berry rolled a half a bag

trying to save it
The night's still young get dumb cuz we going out baby

My new bitch slim thicker than the old testament
Rari' Testarossa man
You know

ever get him buzzin' boys you better just beware

The only thing in this old world that makes the rattler quake 
Is the coming of the one they call

Basking in the entrances... in your pocket or a penny…
Happiness was measured by the presence of heat…
The old cassette played until morning…
Bridge.

rain a-coming before the end of day

People with their heads down walk quickly by
There’s a quiet desperation in their eyes
The dogs are howling, the air

to breathe
I know haters have certain needs. murder beats first degree
Old Denali was burgundy, percasets for da circus freaks
Let's see who's the first

for a life, that don't mean anything
Down the bottles, so I do not recall anything

The youngins love me for the Hermes
These old niggas hating in

Gather round
Children young and old
I'll whisper you a tale your mother's surely told
About a desperate boy
A lover so cold
A child who went off into

And the number she left by the phone, you carved in the wall

Chorus
 Hey there, boy-you're hanging your hopes on a picture that's faded and torn
Your holding

Honey, my nerves you know you worked
Going about things wrong
Ciao pretty boy, I'm gone

I'm through
Oh yeah, you're busted it's true
I'm not gonna spend

my mouth
I locked an old girl in the basement
Hoping she won’t come out
From the dank and the mold
She utters, “Boy, I’ll swallow your soul.”
I submit

a sister, a brother
Alhamdulillah, you worshiping the gossip
You never fought back, your conquering your color
The scars on your back conceived by

call a truce
Cause the devil's in the double helix
You can't shake that dog a'loose
You can't shake that dog a'loose

Once I was a soft boy
Assassinated

anymore
Neighborhood kids climbing up the ladder
"Just to see what they could!"
Said the old man down at the bar
Staying longer than he should
Paperboy

(Ouuu)
(Ouuu)
(Yea)
Told her I'm the realest aint a nigga realer
Gave them boys my last guess they forgot but shit forget em
Posting all them guns

And if you insist APD will be pullin you up by ya hand out a ditch like,
An old rag doll on a kid’s ride,
Don’t give a fuck if I’m disliked,
As long as I

wrist, man it don't mean a thing 
Why are they so easily fascinated by ice and bling 
She fuh wimme she think i can give her finer things
Told her hit

Introducing modern man at his saddest
Wouldn't know a meaningful thing if he had it
In his hands

Kept afloat by hubris, hope, and magic
Imagining

hemorrhoids
Get ran over when I jump the curb in a Land Rover, that's ten points
My old hoes call me Jabba the Hutt (Why?) 'Cause I chained all of them up

em in a mess, 
Had a little rest,
DXB is the brand, I got it stitched to the chest.
Made by Muhammad, gotta stick to the text.
All the buttons I

SKINNY GOTTA EAT
By Alexander Spit

Skinny gotta eat
I gotta grub
Me and lil bruh
Slurp noodles
Out the cup
Burnt tongues
And burnt pupils
From

‘Cause my babies gotta eat, so complacent couldn’t stay
Ain’t no life preserver reaching all the way in these waves (I know that nothing’s there)
By

Pay a hundred dollars for my drawers
I am not basic
Bitch, give me my money right now
I ain't got patience
How the fuck is you a Ghetto Boy
And you

saying it's my year
I've got the whole country listening
To my new shit i'm verified in the streets
Without a blue tick them old boys washed
They're like