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[Speech] "We hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal and endowed by their creator with certain inalienable rights
like, I just woke like (Leekindacut) C'mon like look I just woke up from a nightmare I'm feeling moody I got no feelings now I'm thuggin' by my lonely My
turn and it's gone Nameless and famous changing my alias Manafest and Chris fighting for the right placement 1979 I was born 1995 I grabbed a board
hang with no opps Hit the hoe once and I'm gone by the morning She ain't even gone see me when the sun comin' out Pussy like candy might go back again
pointsetta And put him on the balcony so he could get a Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth Just
I yearn to be famous, this game I wanna win I'd like to be at a talk show sitting next to Lin Write songs about Merkel, my latest crush All my
in Plus that ADT gone go off when I tie you in the basement She said I rap that pcp that fuck around and got her naked Say we out here getting closer
walked through a tunnel for what felt like hours Found myself in a cavern Full of blackened flowers Saw miles of buck naked bodies at play I put my robe
you, barely gettin' by, my niggas Barely gettin' by, my niggas Ridin' in the hoop, doin' like five, my niggas Tryna duck the five, my niggas Out there
oriented No longer caffeinated or stagnated, but in the back of your mind they can't be debated The days go by and the night became a blur I tried to think
The Assassin, The Jailer, The Woman of Purpose The Scared Husband and The Child Left Behind All connected by the chains of death Or strings are they?
to be loved (You know we're all alone) Standing (Alone) on our own (Hold your dreams, it never ends) By the hand of fate, joined together (Naked eyes in
feats'll just do Feel naked, awkward, and lustful Still mad that I never Gotta keep straight all my partners Whip them and lie by the hundreds Listen, I'm
baguettes Fuck all that other shit Niggas be stealing the sauce without paying I'm here to collect I ain't famous, boy I'm still with it Told my shorty, that
[Chorus] We outside! From sun up till they start letting shots off Catch me in the crib by the time they get the cops called Right back at it soon as they
to be There are times where I want to be naked in sacred form soaking up the sun's rays I have times where my tears reflect the little girl in me just
Verse2: Gotta pair and it look like spiderman same color of the pimpin called cayan at night no sun no need a tann old school like a string on a tin can
here The sun shitter, hoarse all-star spitter More ? and asteroid transfixer Upchucks the medicine, chest of anguish In a fantasy, holy
nigga, don't get it fucked up 36 O's, still do the front tuck How could you ever think that Rap had me pumped up When that powder white come In by
shit up by the pound Yeah I'm all up in ya hood I'm wit my niggas ridin' round Tryna catch ya niggas lackin' Leave ya body on the ground Momma told me
Well, I stop by Dixie's half a dozen times a day I ain't there for super duper deals or the famous fried steak Dixie's daughter is hotter than a hound
Look at all the lights That shine so bright And you and I were made to fly Like planes up in the sky The sun is yours And the moon is mine And I'll
By everyone under the sun Shit ain't that sweet And I do this for love Not just for people to peep and Say that my shit tough Multiple reason, hoes be
gather all the pieces So the world may be increased In simulation jubilation For the deceased... Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws Wrinkles smoothed by
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