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Guess I been being to lax 
Must've of thought wall pressing back 
Everything written been facts 
A black king no time for you jacks 
Seems you been

to him (Uh, huh)
OG gangsta
(Yeah) nine with the beamin' (Woo)
Body in the water shit
I thought that was streamin'
Couple Yonkers niggas
We brought our

She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in

friends
I wore you out all the way to the end
Sipping on pure white
Wondering why you're not by my side
All the arguments
It was over some stupid shit
You

Party Over Here

Atmosphere

Sad Clown Bad Fall No. 10

2007

bro gangsta stompin'
Acts like he's the only white boy from Compton
If real G's show up, the attitude is gone
Jill forgot that they agreed no coke

white tee
I came with the flow and I got doe
I Make a hating hoe like me
They offer me fish like a Pieces
Know I'm tryna get sucked like a ICEE
Low key

by
Each day is like a race and all we wanna do is get by
There’s only so much that I can stand, I can no longer sit by
I apologize for what I've done,

need me a whole
Doing 180's, I learned how to pivot
Regardless of views I stay pushing my limits
Don't pay any mind to those fooled by the digits
If you

wanna come where the gang are
All black
Gang looking like Wakanda
4th of July
Union Jacks in Atlanta
30 bottles
Waitress thought we was on banter
Ease

passport
All that they ask for is wasting my time

Come round here, you better act right
Or your first time be your last time
Thought we poppin'
Yeah you

good liquor
Tight pants Im a F***ing hipster
Wearing tye-dye go Jack the Ripper
No ruby slippers
I spit twisters
We ain't in Kansas
My thoughts gigantic

limited
Don't owe you jack like I'm cinnamon
Yo opinion unsolicited
Yo opinion is prohibited
The 321 is my settlement
Little boy stay in your regiment
Cause

a new girl

Ex factor is who's fertile jumping jack over a hurdle 
Rapidly emptying shells like a turtle on the beach 
Sending lost souls to the dark

power
In Babylon

History made by black gods
They only show you Einstein
Since it was written by a white man
Showing half-truths to my eye sight
I don't

up in my thoughts
I can feel my pain drafting
That's why I write how I feel in my raps
To keep the pain trapped in
I can hear the whispers from a mile

feens delirious
So we jack and kill so these streets can get slimmer
Columbiana how it feel to be an industry hitta?

Don't get em hit don't get em hit

Nothing to lift your spirits like a seance (!uoy kcuF)
I'm in the basement channeling cray thoughts of the afterlife through crayons

Late night watching

and gore

When the world produce a long and stressful day, I just wanna sit around at home, then comes the drive to push and create the moves, jack-knifed by

only left over scraps, by hungry niggas wit large hustle
So many reps with the bars I call my American car, muscle
I still get thru it when the road is

know
I'm just chillin' by myself
With my damn bulldog, uh
Cause I'm so fucked up
My brain's fucked up and I'm so fucked up
Yeah, so I thought I'd go

cold-hearted for the people
Faking it to the top and spreading dirt
Taking in white powder and tripping off your limits
Make you feel like ganglord but terrified

you to sleep, and you will be snoring
At first when you heard one of my verses you thought it was worthless so you was Aborting the mission but now you

Jack my style so I'm in a phantom like I'm Danny
Even the girls in my crew tote dicks, would've thought they was a tranny
Cannot relate we not family

When I was broke I used to keep them rubber bands yea
Up on my wrist & not up on my racks
Turnt up now got diamonds on my wrist they white like