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with protection, or strap with disease


Laughter, it's free
Any time, just call me:
438-4836
When you're down with Sublime, you get
Funky fresh lyrics

to lie to me
Aye that bum bitch flexing like she riding
I get her wet something like Poseidon
They told me that pressure making diamonds
I told 'em that

gets any messier
Don't take it as a loss, but as a lesson from the messenger
A plethora of regrets on my plate
One less tear that's swept off of her face

thin
They say that good things come
To those who wait
And I don't wait for shit
You mad by things that I ain't done yet
You done asked so many questions

time, it's a sign. 
Love's a beautiful breath, each moment, a sigh. Gone before we know it. Ten years later, simply passed by. She saw me and couldn't

the bar well
Got my chest pumped out
Without lifting bar bells
You trying to sell junk
Remind me of a yard sale
Well I ain't buying
I'm built different by

like a mindstaste
still tryna recover trying not to become it thought of it tie my
stomach leaving the way you come wit nothing  somebody love me want

Aye, what's good? Its Uav
With the Thizzler Cypher
Aye, they lucky they ain't let me get on
The beat, bruh, but, aye, they got it
They got it go

I tell you to leave 
You tell me to stay 
I can never have my way 
At the end of the day 
It's my heart that pays 
Think I'm all out of change 
But

new one ain't fake
Why would I clock in the streets get me paid
Always a hundred the haters amazed
And I just think it's funny I'm stuck in my ways
Why

on Instagram 
Sexy pics to real em in 
Once she get the dm 
It’s let the games begin 
Told them they selling experience 
Not sex make me get 
The fact 
That that

line on point just like billup
Give up or pick up
What get split up when it hiccup
I get sicker by the second
Like a tumor host
Those who do the most
Got

a dollar I don't care bout what these bitches say .
Me and lames don't get along we gotta separate .
If they put you in my cage ima shred ya face .
I

kind enough to please
Show me the way to escape
I've got a map but
I can't get out this maze
Maze

Gotta' do what you gotta' do to get to where you want

the Lord to come back
But y'all know this Mortal Combats!
Been sent through the portal of Rap like

Give me da mic, Give me da mic
Look at em all stare
Ya'll

pero
Tanto apretar al final se rompe

Tryna play big shows, no Paul Wight
Smokin’ good kush get my mind right
God done blessed me, no gesundheit
You step

Look at me
I got the bands like a brick on me yea
Know that by now that they sick of me
Problem is they all beneath of me yea
Nigga I fronted myself

Friends say I'll get over you soon
Thoughts of you come back to fill me with gloom
Time forgets, but I'm not over you yet
There's no sense in asking

Stops

Bigwig

Un-Merry Melodies

now your well's run dry five years gone by but you still sit and wonder why it seems so hard to occupy your time well spent a needle your best friend

wit me
Shots through yo head spill yo brain a lobotomy
School of the hard knocks I'm gonna get lumb line
What where you step for the paper no drumline

breathing legends in the making

All this money on me, how much is the fucking question?
I throw it up, it get to storming like the fucking X-Men
Got brothers

that foreal I went to hell n back
Lost homies in the process of my lows so I can't get em back
Put me in that position role reversal and it's neva that

the same
Attracted by you scars I'm so used to pain
Studying your body how it moves
What you telling me?
What you crave?
What you need?
What you selling me

I wanna make it to 21 and more to come
I wanna reminisce on all of this shit that I done
The livest out the crew but can't say I'm better than one
I