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I'm crazy, damn
In your mind drifting somewhere, huh
Man, a nigga really could've died off in these streets, huh
In the city with a Moncler
They don't

Troublematic Button

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

tonight
But when I opened the closet, what did I see?
A preppy punk sucker lookin' right at me
The first thought in my mind was just to sock him
But he

does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all

gangs

See he rolls the whole unit in a big simple pipe
Foams stirs let it settle and then make it light
Lookin' like rats, real swing when his bottles

down to write 
But that's what happens to a mind obsessed with wrestling day and night 
I watched eight hours straight of WWE 
Catching up on Raw

bitch talkin' bout "make mine"
2 Rollies on the same wrist
Fuck that bitch
I don't waste time
So minute by minute
I calculate where it's my interest

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

Again
Stepped inside the mind of fear itself I'm
Paralyzed from everything I felt I
Realized I'm by myself I'm
Way too scared to ask for help I'm

Forever on my mind
Forever on my grind

From Greatness 
To Slaveships
To Greatness 
To thug Shit

Now I'm on my DeenDin 
Gotta Live my dreams

Life's

roll with the click, you know I'm too sweet
And I see your music be fruitless
Prophecy, peace of mind, I got the fire just look in my eyes
I know they

prey, the blood painting his face red
Insane with the art - my mind sharp as a blade's edge
I'm cutthroat and going for your neck, with a thought, I'm

qu'il veut faire pour toi aujourd'hui, Maintenant. Mon ami, Wake up!
Working hard
On guard
Living in a war
That I still disregard
Heart scarred
Mind far

(How are we gonna make a 'New Jazz' album without any Jazz?)
(What's Jazz?)
(What is Jazz?)
Fuck it
New Jazz, Bad Bitches
New Jazz, Bad Bitches
New

where's the satisfaction?
If it's not made true, is it only a distraction?
Who's the judge?
Building a beautiful home by brick
But if it isn't two-story,

more to life than just parties and broads
My mind is so lost although my heart is guided by yours
I crossed the road and ended up where I started before

moment
And we puttin' it down
Ready to clown
Be layin' them black on the ground

Smokin' weed by the pound
What it be
Why my ass with a bounty
Oh my nigga,

I've been trying to ease my mind.
From this life that I have been thrown into.
I no longer know who to trust.
They keep hurting me no matter what I

I'm not what you call a regular competitor
Lyrics so hot it's like I put them in a kettle you're
Baffled by verbs, the conditions and terms
Examine

gonna try to talk to me wishing cause you bitches too weak
If you fuck with me it'll be your life a simple chance that you takin
Clicked up with

And everyone who tried to give me hell's in paradise now, uh
Best Album, we was the true winners
We had them all sucking up Trash like vacuum cleaners
I put

money talks in all the langs
No need to understand your basic mind can never indulge that
I'm on my king shit heading to richness like a trip to mars

I know she wants me
I can see it
I can feel it, smell it, taste it too
I'm the one she wants to be with
No longer a secret

I knew her mind before

Forget About

Last Dinosaurs

Yumeno Garden

2018

Out of sight
I try to swim my way against the changing tide
The coast is only fading

Whatever comes to mind is just my callow memory
If I was any

the time
With this new mind
Set and primed
No, I'm sorry
Life doesn't work that way, my apologies
Look at all your mistakes
Live your life differently
You