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Half a brick, it made the papers
Put it in the press, made a clone
Young and rich, blame the stove
Old school 12, it folds, snap it
Put two in

Breakin' bail bonds like 007 man

I'm too hot, boy, I can't be the cool guy
Calm the fuck down with the thick smoke
Wasn't a follow the rules guy (Uh, uh)

"Kenosha shooter Kyle Rittenhouse he
Murdered two people, by the way"
"Rittenhouse is basically what you would have
Had in a school shooting" (Your

the stale face
Boy, I'm bad like Michael Jackson
With the pale face you got that "nigga
I'm about to take a L" face
Never too complex
But I use my gift

Get off in a lay-by in your car
And that's all we ever wanted
While the boys all give it large
The girls have been told to starve
Like The Brеakfast

clean 'em, just like Old Spice (pssh)
The pie was big enough but them boys ain't wanna cut me no slice (no slice)
You too aggressive with the dick,

himself deeper every day

Losing friends and family
Stumbling along
Kicked out of every drinking hole in town
Every day just singin'
The same old jukebox

and Eddy, yeah, the trio of dummies
I swear when DD fucked with Dexter man that shit wasn’t funny

I had VHS types they was the best
We lived by the Bounty

scampi pasta
Son’d so many rappers its apparent that I foster
Zoidberg on my plate
Fries by the lobster
One eye open 
Get snipped from the saucer
Y’all go

of these boys, I got phlegm
The old me did some fuck shit
Im moving on, no bluffing
Don't talk to me bout no more remember this, no discussion
In the past I

Flower Boys, Cherry Bombs
All the Blondes, Rap Songs and Awaken My Loves
Need a industry that bonds with the music that spawns
generational applause over

there is

And then I fell in love
With the most wonderful boy in the world
We'd take long walks down by the river
Or just sit for hours gazing into each

on that
2019 it's a new year, old emcees still trynna make a come back
I was with Big Zuu, doin up Tour life, gal wan’ kick it like Mortal Kombat
Fans in

Their heart pumping and racing I'm throwing hard punches
I'm something to behold, I'm the star of any show I'm like the poster boy
You don't want to post

I’ve been in love before
Danced home from Sunday school giddy with joy
To scribble, “Dear diary, I just met a boy
And I don’t care what consequence it

Been cut loose, I won't hold back
I'm done holding my old tracks
Long nights by my lonely
My mindset is on Kobe
I'm so different, I'm so rare
Like

enough
It's enough
Yeah, this is it boy
Stranded on the shore
Yeah, with an empty mind
What are you aiming for
Here but you're never sure
Oh yeah, my empty

We're not breaking up by the beach now
We're getting it on
Yesterday's a memory
And a Beatles song
The red and yellow flags say
Help is the escape
We

BLIND TO IT/
OR LIKE A YOUNG CEO/
YELLING AT THE PRESIDENT CAUSE HE'S OLD/
HE CAN'T PAY HIS STUDENT LOANS/
BUT HE CAN AFFORD TO STRIPPERS FOR TWO SONGS/

Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's moving
I

I gave my faith to others
Expected them to nurse like mothers
boy was I wrong
I unfolded covers, slammed my chest, broke walls like Kong
No more

It's like this and like that and like this
I try to put my Anger to the pen instead of fists
I'm never giving in, I gotta Take This World By Storm
Until

see you don't recognize.
Is it a boy, who's searching,
Or an old man desperately lurching.
 
Chorus:
And our house has many rooms, but there's no room

Feelin like jones im bad 2 da bone
I ain't have 2 pop out 2 get dat boy gone
Real snipers sit onna lil nigga home

Trap spot poppin we jammin cmon

Bitch