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slowly, thinking you know me
Slow, phoney niggas, is starring hard
Like I'm looking familiar
If you don't owe me
I ain't looking to kill ya
Still it smell

its arms
He drains the lifeblood
And crop withers and dies

Beasts of carrion, smell the meat
And circle close by, then venture near
He smiles

shine
Now you are mine
Within his heart there's no reply
These are Kevorkian times

Renderings of what might have been
A certain smell in the attic

shoot up the venue
Got all your peers ducking fear nothing
Bitch ass niggas got all
These queers blushing
I smell your fear throughout the hemisphere
I

on a beat like this
Gotta shout AJ cah that flow is his
Every other day I get stopped by CID's
Still mix Amnesia weed with cigs (the ammi smells)
This

skipper
And advice from Tokyo Rose
We get letters doused with perfume
We get dizzy from the smell
What don't we get?
You know damn well

We've got

She goes desk to desk, teacher stalks with intent 
That beast, it smells food or some books unapproved 
Some works run afoul of what she allows

vine
For tha night

You can smell the sticky through the Ziploc
Sativa in my lungs like a rip shot
We got half an ounce going viral like it's TikTok

The mind is capable of such abysmal ferocity
Distress caused by resolute ignorance
The fool´s empty words a tremendous insolence

Hypocritical one take

But the kid is not my son

People always told me be careful what you do
Don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
She came and stood right by me

There's somebody in there who has less to give,
But the gas smells awful, you might as well live
i think by now we've been given enough rope
Is there

Concealed by city lights
That shine so bright at night
After the sun goes down
The nightlife runs this town
It smells like sin and sex
Cheap drinks

entertained by it
Say she fuckin' with the adlibs and the way I kinda have a slang 'bout it
Makin' sure the flow make 'em hoes choreo, yeah, let 'em dance bout

Every now and then I'm back in a dream
So real I can still smell the gasoline
Fresh cut gras floating in the air
Swear I see you smiling like I'm

riding hood

Ugh, after last night I would've thought
This would've been my last Christmas

Yeah, I can still smell the
Peppermint schnapps on your breath

laughs as you eternally rot
Young Baloff with the burgundy snot
You get surgically shot
Drive-by you in a cloud of that purpley pot
Can you see with your

So how you make it?
Surrounded by niggas who hate to love you
(Damn) you gotta be strong
Takes brawn to break the bubble
Shake the rubble
You not

I walked through darkness and turned back
for fear of being tracked
Here comes the bell that says it's twelve
With a washing smell, I’ll be myself

certain
Too perverted to mention
In a class by myself like internal suspension
I'm terminal
Spreading through your chest and ribs
'til the song's stuck in

plan, consumed, buy everything
Create desires and trade them publicly
The sweet smell of our excess
We choke and gag upon the stench

Every dime

In search of sanctuary, it hasn't come yet
I pray to god I'll never see another sunset
For when it gets dark I
Bare the mark three sixes
Surrounded by

(I love the boiling crab yeah
It's one of my favorite restaurants
I love me some seafood wait
You smell that? Yuh
Girl, is that you? Oh my God, ooh)

of tweakers calling my
Line to find Nemo
But now they know the words
From Tahiti to Toledo
A couple washed up rappers aggy
Offended by my ego
Shit, I don't even

"Come here
Let me smell you"
I can look and you and I can tell too
She looked back and said
"I thought the same as you"
Baby girl, I wouldn't even blame