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in this spot
I drop demos so hot
I'll make it Hell's Town
And not like how you box
Or a Glock I don't stop
At just twelve rounds
And by the way it

word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put

can't die?
One bullet in each lung, breath then then
You see you're sounding wheezy
And I heard your CD
You and your mandem are talking greazy
I just tell

can buy a Rothko at a Costco
News is entertainment even if
It's gloom and doom
Customers create by mixing up
What they consume like a DJ
Lichtenstein

2 Nite

Huey

Notebook Paper

2007

play nuthin else to say its goin down tonight

The remedy kicked in I'm feelin the hen. by the way the club is jumpin. lil mama gettin the biz she no

dads
Even the ones living the full family dream
Cause I was grateful for what we had
Roof on our heads and shoes by our beds
I'm worried about all our

of carnivores trynna eat broccoli
I'm hardcore but they think that I'm a softy
Death by Spose on their autopsies
I was up early killing it, Chachie
Sunrise-orange

Temps qu'mes albums, quoi?
Qu'ma carrière solo doit aussi
Sortir chez toi? Non c'est pas ça! un
Droit de préférence mais
Non j'comprends pas!
Attends,

SA'll be T-Rex
And they'll take their shots
One by one I'll just make em
All drop an album ce
But the outcome'll be me on top
While they're in

of the pain I can't even fucking cry
Tellin me that you're in love that's another fucking lie
I don't even know you're name but you're hanging by my side
Bitch

on this album
But this is the last track before the bonus tracks
So let's do something a little more fun
Little more lighthearted, here's what we're gon' do

crucifix tighter wen shells is firin sittin by ur bed pispiarin tryin to crawl
underneath it you need to watch hu u beef wit mother fuker!

Chorus
u better

and destroying these beats like I planted B
Shoot for the moon, superstar, that's what I plan to be
I can spot the jealousy in your face and it's sad to see
I been

as the debut
Album of Lil Kimberly
I'm glad if I can be as
Good a dad for my girls
As my dad was to us, saving lives my material
And you're nuts like

redemption?
It's the Butterfly Effect, it's more the an album
No manifesting rocks, but I speak it, it shall come
Black and white you're in the middle like

time it is 'cause I'm coming with the monsters 
To fuck up your clique
But you're clowns in the circus, 
'Bout to get surrounded by nurses

'Cause I

taste your sweet, sweet lips 
I make up my mind to abandon the ship 
And man, oh, man, she's crampin' my style 
I look in her face and see your sweet

on the ceiling
And I already wrote an album but my lips ain't sealing
Just a natural urge to share the shit I'm dealing with
And I'm the fucking realest
I swear

serpentine word cursing flows
From my lips and they hit every inch of your shit
Energy grid - Locked by Divine Writ
The Word made flesh - God-like when this

food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full

that they live.
I'm from a city where kids, keep dime sacks by they dick,
Attached with a strap to they hip, steady harassed by the pigs.
Sold coke,

no hoe 
Bitch yeah 
I’m getting my bread 
I don’t care bout no bitch 
Fuck the feds, I’m just getting head 
By a bitch named 
Lucy 
I’m on my boosie

stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts

Uh welcome to the second Zion Wolf album
I feel like my last one was really immature
Like the pastors daughter's getting fucked
C'mon what even is