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lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be

H-Town Kinda Day

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

they don't barre plex
Invisible set around my neck, I look good and reflect
The Slim Thugger, on 23's burning rubber
Sometimes I wanna shine,

oyster, her neck where them pearls go
Snakes a try to turn on you, this lake
By the crib, came with ducks and turtles
Playin' Duck Duck Goose with my niggas

panic you choke
I dab and my feelings go right when I smoke
As damaged I am it might be I'm a ghost
So don't stop rotating the blunt and of course
Smoke

stay for the rest with a round of applause
I've been appalled at the law
And it's safer to say it's our turn to taking charge
We don't wanna war
Draining

Don't you see
Goats get devoured
Head preached
Need believed
Truth secondary
Barely seen kids fiend
Their Jesus is the router
On the web, no rules
My head

And you ain't fusing to the booth bitch
You're a student in my school
That won't shoot shit
Lil tooth pick
To an Ice Cube with a few spliffs
In the studio

The Kids Are Insane

Urge Overkill

The Supersonic Storybook

They can't hold us back

You've gotta live your life by Saturday
Or remain just another American tragedy
Where will you go? What will you do?
Don't

life
Your goons mobbin like goblins
That’s sci-fi
I’ll tell your girl FYT
That’s Mih-Ty
Don’t test me lil boy
You a deadbeat
Your daughter call me her

backstabbers, liars, and cheaters gon' fold
I play my hand, but the cards I don't show
You call my bluff then we'll see how it go
Yeah, we'll see how it go
I'm

burning supreme
Ninety-three octane Lighting McQueen
Stepping out clean you already know
When I step in the booth I'm trained to go
I got so many styles

y'all go tell that big head-ass nigga Gotti he a bitch (ho-ass)
And your brother too, nigga, he don't get away, fuck you talkin' 'bout? 
(I ain't

Still in the hood I don't think I made it JB 
If you wanna act a keeper save me  
Praying I don't hit the wing, Bailey 
Look what I did on my Jones, Davey

a flow killer, the lyrical show Thriller
The mic is my battle axe, ain't nobody go realer
Everybody sound basic, see what you need me for
Bred in the era

baby girl how I got your attention
Knowing that you fine, wanna see where you heading
Can't take this chance up, lil nigga I'll be trippin
The way I got

running up and down it, back and forth
The same ones you're at war with over the allure, right? (We have)
The new, the old, the old from the new
The new,

cause she shy
I love to geek up, I get high
I was down bad tryna get by
Now I see shit that I want and
You know I go and buy
She said she wanna have

kamehame 
Lil mommy wanna pull up on me
She a bad ting rollin with the pose
Baby call me papa ASAP no rocky we can get it popping 
Pull down her stockings we

call me psycho, fucking yelling loud like I'm entitled
Bitch, stay in your lane, I'm Jesus and you my disciple
Don't even try to run, I see you with my

treason
Take a step back ion wanna see u bleed bruh 
Come into my mind lemme show you what I'm seein
Don't mind what I say sometimes I get obscene 
But I

Aye mane, come pitch on this blunt lil nigga
Nah, I don't smoke blunt only papers
Plus fuck nicotine and tobacco didn't you know that?
Then how

on them like Carter
Tyler go harder
Yo team getting martyred
You a lil fish my nigga
I'm a big bird
Don't play with fire
You might get that big burn
Kid I

be hatin
I gotta on for my folks, you try pull a move on lul blip
and its slow!
I just got a new gun, who wanna see how I blow?

She mad I'm outside, I

taking care of they child
Some gum and you might need an altoid
Refreshing up yo mind
Straight blowing this shit by the pound
Weekly be coppin three four