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My deeds are just bad
To the eyes that sees it
I be this and that
I no fit impress mankind
I hear them talk and I by pass
More good one bad all be bad

the bottle
You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot
Now water can flow, or it can crash
Be water, my friend
Every day that I wake up, I'm fucked up
Cause

trying to feed off the memories in my loft
Try to keep them in my heart so that there not lost
Hope my old pals think of me they've probably forgot
I know

Toldnation him a walk pon the blessings
Don Richie!
Oh my youth
If God blessing you today
U fi watch out the pal weh you pal with
Cus not all a dem a real,

woulda had this by now
Especially I brought you out of state
Stepping outta line walking out my life
Girl you actin un usual
That's the only thing they

inside my shoes!
Listen pal you maybe think that it's funny to be hailing satan
That it's great and kinda like a playground but you'll get bitten by

aint a prick I had to count him in, I had to minus him, this life we live aint no describing it, i put my knife in him, hide you bitch, I don’t ride

My ex and some friends weren't moving correct so I cut them off
A lot of you don't like me, and I don't like you so there's no love lost
It's use

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Browning

Before the dew evaporates
After that the lines are so hard to see (Facts!)
My stomach growlin' now, it's lunch time pal
And I shuffled on back to the club

afraid to blast my CD loud
You ain't gotta squash beef with me now
I'm just sayin' we could be pals
I ain't gonna beg you to hear me out
Here's something I

One by one they power up the tools of your dismay
Run and hide in case the dancing demon comes to play
Swinging to a melody as your life fades away

and spicy senoritas 
 
Might catch me, in my black tee
I keep it cracking, don't dap me
If you wacky, my soldiers pack heat
Smithn, right beside me, looking

Laughing:
Can't handle it: Laughing:
I never learn, you know a waitress
Will bring my meal "Hey, enjoy your meal"
"You tow!": Laughing:
"But you don't have

Fat for the 90's

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

Finesse is dangerous  so those who came to fuss 

Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust 

Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit 

I do

you, pal
I keep my weed in a jar
And roll it in a Philly wrapper
I'm AOTP so I roll with Philly rappers
And will kill a rapper
Don't believe us? Try us

didn't
That bitchy Heather is one of them
She can't stand them when they're kidding
A couple thugs here and there
And BY CRACKY, we're almost done
But Don

taste before COVID
I can tell by her bob that she trollin'
When I look at my birdy, they on me
Catwalk, bitch, I feel like Naomi
The way I play niggas, I

just cuz I been let
One of my brothers tried to kill my brother that pain like no other we all were best pals
Tryna pop but I don't have a set sound
Cuz

do it like Bruce Lee
I need a couple bands on top of my hands
I need a couple plans, so I don't be sinking in sand
Making my stand, doing whatever I

clueless
If I put it on him he gonna shoot it
If I give her the card
She walk in and swiping
You hating on me bitch I don't give a fuck about that Up my

don't realize
That there's tears in my eyes underneath a streetlight
My hearts cavin' in as your cars drivin' by yeah
Wait what's my name and where am I

the clouds
Picture-perfect moment
Ain't accepting all the foolery now
But it takes some time to be as good as me
Pal lord, I know my body don't deserve this

I’m In a trance 
On expectorants
I expect rants
By Tyrannical tyrants
Promoting violence 
I’m not just sitting back in silance
Bombs don’t hit hospitals