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ball
Back pressed on brick wall
Watch the odds stack up against you
Tell me where you going now
When these chips fall
I won’t be stuck on this block in

Ready to Blow

Bugzy Malone

Walk with Me

2015

view mirror, nothin' but darkness cause I'm in too deep
No turning back, I'm overexposed
10,00 views and I was cold
20,000 views used to be loads
I

I knock em back down to earth and Tyler The Creator screamin its rainin men
I used to try to get dates back in high school to get a bite to eat
These

stop or get
Dissed subliminaly yeahh cause im the
Worst unless you want a
Subliminal message in every verse now im
Going 1 by 1 first
Is lil james your

I was lying on the ground holding hands with a stranger
Couldn't see all around cause I was in danger
Lying on my back praying just to keep me alive

I've been bossing a move
Dem boy living on snooze
Altenate bob init
I don't wanna chat about rambos but
I can tell you a little more about bando
2021

the moment like they probably should
Once they star's submitted they act Hollywood
Gwapped up stacks to grip
Now you're being chauffeured in the back of whips,

to a quarter, I need to re up
Sliding with Dereck, no he aint Jeter
Kicking back, I got my feet up
Call me Tyreek, she say I'm a cheetah
Sick of this shit, I got

Russell I stay on my job
Back on my hood shit I'm smoking like Bob
I make it don't take it don't know how to rob
I'm balling so hard nigga throw me a lob

You're tuned in to Buck Naked and Kyle on Cosmos Radio (ayy-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo)
Ayo-yo, ayo

Bring it back to the basement 
Freddy Kruger shit

Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan

Yeah Rainer, we back at it
Hotboys for life
The shit in my closet could buy you a crib
Rocking attires that shit gotta hang
Moma is mad she say I

the light
I pray it won't evade me in the dimmest night
Understand that I'm tyin' up the gloves with the blessings from above though
Bob n' weavin',

suppressed by tyrants
But also by the devil's lies hence why he keeps on testing me but I still got fight left in me
All I needs a lil bit of energy,

'Cause it's threatened by reality, the line is in the sand
To all the people who betrayed me, talk that shit when I wasn't 'round
My energy for you is deep

and heavy breathing
Working on the craft like a blacksmith a Stephen 
Surrounded by a class of "A" peers but I gotta be in 
All these rappers are class acts

the energy like coffee, chilling with my posse
Whipping in my Audi, so flossy, so saucy
Baby be like Papi, Papi, baby come back for me

Pass the Patrón
Yeah,

Drop Yo Top

E.S.G.

City Under Siege: Wreckchopped And Screwed

2014

ghetto history

Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now

bitch and this gon be fun
Pull up with my crew bitch and you know we won
Mumble last words and rise up to the sun

Back of the phantom i ride in that shit

Drop Yo Top

Big Moe

Greatest Hits

2014

ghetto history

Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now

you miss me, whatever I'm
LI'mp to shot like I'm cheddar bomb - bob
I had grew in the red like Lebanon
But I raise my flags together I'm
Back in this

ain’t trying to appeal to the masses, watching guys fly and / fall on their asses, drifting drive-by while you go in dept paying / cashless, shifting

up
Bring it back like Christ 'cause
All blue Chucks on black tee, Golds on
Smash you in your Redbottoms
Sock it you your throat zone
Smack it with my

So who you gonna call when
The airplane rolled up?
Supa Black Man, I'm a coked-up superhero!
Looking like a cross between
Tupac and Bob DeNiro
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