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Oh to be like Blue
Lying by the fire, everything is new
Waiting by the door if there's a walk in store
A squirrel to chase around the frozen glen

What up, Mark? (Ayo, Mark A)

In the UFO off moon rock
I might be a Martian 'Gelo and Lamelo
Me and D hitting threes in Charlotte
You won't see me

what goes up will always come down
Well we dey fly high
And we never touch ground
Higher than a high priest smoking on the high table
Trynna add more

on the fashion
You be ending up fucking a female version of Bill Cosby
Sorry I didn't mean to go so dark
This is your mark
I know you love the glory
As its

they spit don't ever excited me
Niggas got envy at heart and it's high key
Really they don't have a chance at surviving
They wanna knock me and gun for

much class
But I ain't really got to when I'm drivin' an
E-Class seats made by Koala
Seat belt Coca-Cola
Diamonds on my little baby stroller
(High Pitch

Grindin' endlessly, I can't wait for the day that I can say I made it
Music keep me high, when I spit rhymes I feel like I'm faded
I'm not ashamed

and mathemize
Wish we had Asians here tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We living out in Haiti with our pants off
We dancing high on ketamine and bath salts

Things I've Seen

Spooks

Bravo Hits, Vol. 32

2001

wouldn't be right
If I said the blunt was like a baby pipe
There ain't gonna be no revolution tonight
Half my warriors as high as a kite
Lost and they lost

Gucci with fake ass leather
I mix pills with the drank make it taste a lil better
Mark his ass like some paint when we spin he get wet up
In the stu ima

today
We open late as holy fuck and still got orders to take
I'm sick and tiied of droppin fries and them three in the mornin highs
Doin shit to get fired

Alle wollen mit uns sein, ihr dürft nicht mit dabei sein
Ich werd' high nur zum Vergessen, verkauf' Drogen in der Freizeit
Mein Bruder hat einen Stein

Ladies and Gentlemen!
The show that you've all been waiting for
Champion Birdwatchers!

How you doin' baby? I see you walk by
I'm wondering if you

tryna get out dark
Olders slanging, gang banging leaving neighbourhood marks
Making a start driving down the wrong paths
But young kings we were lucky

You too high , I stay low
damn right I got dope ,
Make it reappear so if I sell out , I got more
Got pills , I got blow , on mark get set go ,
Thats

and thieves who high-roll
Politicians plot for plots and an extra five
Years on the spot and your thoughts only sought for survival
It was a sabbath, I

the victor
Heil hitler

I'm sipping arnold palmer by the liter
Yeah
While smoking marijuana high sativa 
Yeah
I've written all my songs without a feature
Yeah

If my eyes could see by faith I'd move mountains and seas
It only takes a small amount a mustard seed
I know it's going to happen because I believe

wait, clock in gotta work your faith, by faith tell them walk this way 
Since I gave God my life I aint been the same 
My God, my God, mark my lane, cant

I can't fuck with you niggas
I think I'm above you niggas
I got the master plan
Popped a tab to know who I am, and how to run up my bands
Dollar by

the sides,

But I still got the hotline that blings,
From the 10 to the 5,
That’s division by two,
Not division by pie,

But these nxggas here,
Want a piece

bite them out of anger
We don't really care about Detroit, man
Tigers are endangered
Gordo got the platinum glove
Jump so high he could catch a dove
It's

In your blood browning
Watch what I do with my throat
Cause I’m the goat
Scaling mountains 
Weighing ounces
That’s right I float
When I’m high
Straight

empty thoughts before I sleep
My caliber by the calendar goin' by the weeks while you gettin' weak
Fake fucks back in high school bumping my shit just