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Intro: Instrumental (8 Bar’s)...

Verse 1: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I been in a strong winter sleep frozen by snow,
The icy flow so cold you’ll get

the killers dwell
Now I hope my album sell

To a place where we die for our street
Or we die by police
Mamas watching us get carried away
To a place where we

no no no no
I am not going to stop playing my keyboard
And Greg, Greg was like
You better stop that
And, and, the keyboardist
You see, the keyboardist

for your mom
Unless she's into me (Ooh) then you should put it on
I love the long walks by the beach, when I talk its a speech
When i'm cocked i can do

Christmas-themed cardboard sleeves that hadn't run out
The collegiate curtain closed by social directive
Been thrown off the deep end, told to work till you drop
Is

because you'll just piss me off
It's van life to pay for this, one hundred percent independent
Every cent went back into it just as quick as you sent it

of these songs were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is

some peace and quiet now it's time to speak yo
Shit's about to get deep bro
Yea you know I took that leap yo
Had to put it to rest this album represents

dash board
This shit is too fun swear I'm never getting bored
I just load a beat with my notes then record
If you Live by the gun I might die by

A Dream That Kanye Invited Me To
Perform LATE With Him i Wish’
Kanye Came To The Carnival And
I Performed Late With Him
My Favorite Song By Kanye, AN
Album

a skit
I put rappers in boxes, this shit is a gift
I'm feeling like Birdie off Above the Rim
But I'm Thomas Sheppard, you niggas just Flip
I do not

into a mirror, I looked like that girl I saw in an underwear commercial
“Hahah, that’s more like you”
I had long, waving hair, my eyes were light blue,

You were my heart, and you'll always be my song
But the album is finished being written
And it's time to move along
Today, I finally found the strength

the bankroll

Super high
You're just house fly
And you'll get swatted like you doxxed by the FBI
Gave me like 25
My life was do or die
Nightmares turned reality

get you into Doogie Houser
Shut up and listen
Shut up and listen
Shut up and listen as i bang it in your stereo
Shut up and listen
Shut up and listen

This is too amusing
Your man says this ain't shit
Told him stick to music
Bitch we really drillin' shit
Get you in your feelings shit
Twenty years go by

Maaaaan fuck you I walk into church cussin/ smack the ole bitch approachin/ she just bein nosy n buggin/ I ain’t tell this ole bitch nothin/ who’s open for

And ,Oh Bitch, be wary...you fuck up, I'll type up your obituary.
It reads...
Mr. So & So was walkin' to the corner store,
Stopped by some dudes rollin'

Askin' too much, grab these two nuts
You be instigating beef, bitch I'm outside (Gang)
Niggas hatin', jheez, I'm down to slide (Hatin')
Mesmerized by

like one, sell albums like two
Like I am the coach, I'm running the game
Jaloni not soft, but bitch you insane
It's clear when I spit, I go off the brain

Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are you running?)
Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are you running?)
Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are

for a bitty who be like Nelly Furtado
Promiscuous and getting into my bravado
She lookin' like an art show created by Picasso
I will not disappoint like

I like beginnings, they're full of endless possibilities
Tell me, what do you value?
I'm discovering a little bit of purpose
I found a love but I

too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine