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see the light of day
If I catch you at that red light in the night time
If I catch you at the wrong place, we might ride down
With them dicks out,

to someone somewhere, but not here
Ya day isn't sunny, the air is not clear
Father time keep putting hair on ya rear
But do ya even care how ya appear
Look how

like beats, yeah, get rolled like a pack, get your ass smoked
I do not play by that beef shit, nigga, I'm PunPunn, murder she wrote
All these lil bitches

the earth, I had to let him know
You gotta play it cool
He wasn't hearing shit, that nigga don't play by the rules
Stayed on the same thing since we was lil

You already know what I'm gone do to this
Get bossy and rude to this
Paint the beat red
Then hang it like a crucifix 
I'm true to this 
Not new

the little shit
Today ain't the day
I'm on my grind so get out of the way (Hoe)
Smoking on that Garlic Cookies, it'll make a vampire high (Fuck you thought)

was a February fling
Nah it's ransom, he's for me
If lust is a sin then you're the president and I'm Marilyn
Valentines day gone
No walks through a rose

slung round the way
By the way
If you take a dip guaranteed
You'll be a slug for the day
Thats crunch now
From the O to the K that's touch down (score)

The seeds they had been planted but the music made it happen
I got my first snare drum on birthday day
Never put the sticks down at least that's what they say

ratchet hoes
A lot of naked woman sliding down the poles
A lot of naked woman shhhh
Always had racks god by my side
Feel like shadrach stepping out the fire

on the Hennessy
Wannabe member the school days wallabes
Still mans talking and there all watching me
Follow me they wanna see where the story leads (facts)
Lights

but the light is on red
Ima keep trying to pull on the thread
Unraveling all the hate that was said
Tryna tread, keep my head above
Most show hate,

wizard, legacy of 3 K's
And cold as a damn blizzard, still treat us like we's slaves

Washington and Atlanta, Redskin man be Brave
The red earth children

the whoop

Already got a bag I hope this rap shit get me richer
Old days I got them nicks in them niggas called me Richard
Guaranteed a nigga poppin' I make

sit by the flask and I don't need no pull 

unless it's rolled up tight 

no oregano for a stormy night 

ayo it's allright yo it's all wrong 

I

tea
Old Stambo, we throw up C's, G man run off and eat their gans

I can never do that, no lies, onto broad day or onto iron
Jack in a box, hop out,

brace himself from flooring it at every red light - so lying awake one night, arms spread wide, he finally realized his crucifixion: Pressing the thorns

and nonces, please fucking stop this
Hypocritical bastards, put you in a casket
Starving and fasting, while we hear them laughing
Walking red carpets, ignorant

I'm in my zone
In my zone
Oh yea that's right
I'm in my zone
Uppers an downers
like a rolla coaster ride
Got a real bad bitch and she be chillin by my

Nobody ever understand you
Not like you understand yo self
I say fuck em
Because at the end of the day
Aint nobody gone neva understand you
Shid not

I been climbing trees collecting leaves
Focus cuz I gotta get this paper by any means
In this life you either still at A or you passing C
Well choose

my neck
Zoom by like the lights not red but my foot too heavy what did you expect
Unfinished business your talk is cheap but I'm bouncing checks
Long

Day ones turn foes
How these niggas switching over a bitch
Man that bitch a hoe
All the lessons in my life turn my heart cold
Why I gotta buy a big ass

shit
We put the red beam on his head we take off his dreads
Gotta watch what I put in my music a lot of shit
That's going on can't even be said
And you