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My man Skinnyman {Woah, woah, Blade
And Mr. Tibbs what's the deal? What you got for me?
{Yeah
love is long overdue)
Take me out tonight and we can be alright
Together forever we got rhyme in our lives
Shit don't feel so right when I'm not by your
a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you
the game dividing the pies by three
Then we got famish
So we set standards
Very similar to the ten crack commandments
Some couldn't take it
Others got
we don't have guns
I come from a place where lives are gambled with, everything is scandalous, if there's a death you can bet there's going to be
me, back in 1984
When I went to a party with the master plan
To step up, and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there, from junior high to high
the last one
Identity, from you to me to you
There are no second chances, there are no do-overs
From you to me to you
That's all we can ever really hope for
wisely grin
So I surmise that writing rhymes will help me try to live again
Up in the minds of all my friends
And in websites where I get clicks
But I'm
you like (?) you really are my (?)
Believe in me, you get nothing to lose
You get the feeling that make you go higher
We should really try to live by
afflicting you with horrible torment
And were slaughtering your sons and letting your daughters live
And in it was a tremendous trial from your Lord
illusion alludes me loosely
Truth's in the pudding we usually spoon feed
PLEASE
Plead the fifth and get a grip if you seek to live for glam and glitz -
on the Internet
Weirdo niggas in my comments
But we ain't into that
We was in there making it double
And tryna get it back
Bust a thousand traps all in it
And take
of you
The Sun watched Earth in disbelief
Synapse lapsing mind lasting elation avoiding grief
And so the set was complete
Leaving just you, him, and, me
the bureau
And tell him selling this white by the kilo
You going extinct like the parrot from Rio
Go get yo' dinero
Throw you in a barrel like Walter
Your
Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a bad ass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
With Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by
relate
All my niggas wanna live in a better way
We been chasing dollar bills on a day to day
If they lock me up or I get killed would you let me fade away
to come in, Charming Billy?
Yes, she bade me to come in, there's a dimple in her chin
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she take
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
man, listen, uh, CZARFACE)
I take the mic' from D
And that's the only way to set off such a CZAR-studded LP
The bass hits like base hits, I'm Aaron
that everything you said to me was all becomin' lies
And this is where I find, myself in this predicament 'cause it would get me crying
Like why the fuck
D
See me, I take this gangbang shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the hood patrol wit my flag in ya mommas style
I throw my set up, I ret
live our lives the way we want
I'd probably die today
You blowing money for the stunt
Until there's bills you gotta pay
They ain't see me in the dark
But
live is ill
[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these
And by the Lights above we hold on to our Dreams
And if we stay together we'll silence all our Screams
And I can take you there – Come fly with me
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