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so slow like a heart attack
That creeps up grabs you by the waist
Throws you on the dance floor with a little taste
Of impending disaster, nuclear

wild
x2

Rearrangin' the script as my words shift gear in a flash
Puttin' cash in the stash aint nothin' funny money
Greater gifts are received by those

Taxi Driver

Gym Class Heroes

Punk the Clock

2004

confessional 
And spilled her guts in cursive but what's worse is
I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate
Oh my and in a funny way it

she can change me, but I'll be a G till the grave
She love all the meat and the gravy
Lil' chick say she can change me
Look little bitty chick, you

black-thorn to banish ghosts and goblins,
A brand new pair of brogues
I rattled o'er the bogs,
Frightened all the dogs
on the rocky road to Dublin.

[CHORUS:]

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

words are life I'm feeling high I feel the vibe
Cause let's fly by I tell you a little story about me myself
And I I'm trying to make real money cause I

talking crazy how fast we gone slide cause you niggas acting real funny
Moving too fast ima teleport
I'm gone just slide in a brand new Aventador
We letting

me
They gotta love me
They gotta love me
Gotta love me
Honey Bunny she needs the money
It's not so funny
She's gotta work around the clock 'cause

you seem a little lost
Rolling high key with no squad
Looks so good she made me pause
Give no fucks but know it's wrong
Oh bitch
Isn't it funny
That all

Yo I think it’s time to break
In my brand new knife set
Lo Key known to slice flesh and bite necks
And that’s just my mic check
It ain’t even night

Making a difference 
I know what my purpose is Based off of religion 
I give myself to God, oh Allah please forgive me 

Invested in my brand, of course

kinda funny
The police trapped so legally

They called me bunny man
Made fun of me
I'm flying through town like Peter Pan
Now there all tryna see me in my

kinda funny
I still wear a pair of your socks even though
There's a hole in the heel and the toe
In hopes of feeling a little closer to you
I tried

Say they gave the wrong young nigga money
You funny i don't know a nigga by Cinco
Boy your real name Johnny
Seen my little brother with McQueen
Then

I Give Thanks cause
I made it to a brand new day
Deflect anything
That come my way
Wanna do good
But the bad just stay
A Matador if you on that bull

they going live
Now they all making a splash by taking a dive
I'm pressing toward the mark with eyes on the prize
No little red riding hood we know

Crucify me and my fiends
Acting like they know my streets
Acting all brand new

We be in the church with the middle finger up
We be in the church with

the ones who get bought for an “x” amount of money ain’t It kinda funny,



I had next to nothing till I found a purpose and the blessings from it,

Now it’s

Swinging, singing a brand new rap

On a rhythm concocted by my homie in the back

And if it makes you giggle, it must be kinda funny

But to me it's kinda

Flyin' high we never took the time
To stop and feel the need
Funny how those years go by
Changing you, changing me
I remember love's fever
In our hearts,

the hare and turn her,
Down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
Whack fol lal de da!

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary,
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