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you read the room, hope the sound trip
MS taylor, show you why the media is full of filth
Pullin up the past justified,if you fucking white
Mad

glad that I ain't sale my soul
Got to keep up with this pace
Yeah I'm sticking to the code
Shorty just gone give me face
Gotta throw some elbows

I gave her the blues but I don't really care though
Mac got extension that shit look like elbow
I'm really lit niggas can't tell though
My boy got

don't have that thrill that it had before
Not no more

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Got anxiety
Falling through the sky's
What I feel inside of me
Now the room is spinning

You Vs Me
Ain't something you wanna get into
I walk inside the room
I extend, Niggas ain't bullet proof
Say hello to my lil friend
I'm bout to spark

Everybody hot in the summer
Til Smoke hit em with the Stone Cold Stunner
Now they hitting Rock Bottom
Cuz The People's Elbow
Hell naw you ain't

inside the room and im demanding all attention
Ask me fix hers pipes and now digging in her kitten
Put me on some pounds cause i been eating in the kitchen

with a friend and I'm wantin' her too
And I'm taking these bitches by groups in a room
And I put that shit on, just like a costume
My flow its sped

closer than I've ever been to dying
A weighted blanket wraps me up
As new light elbows through that darkened window
And I've been trying to tell you what

Call 448 looking for an elbow
Lazy ass nigga want to play, get off your tailbone
Two cars, deep out of State, we gettin' our tail on 
Before we leave,

hour margaritaville, like jimmy buffets
In the living room  with a guitar
And Alan Jackson's on the grill

Here's to the Beach bums on the coast

fold like elbows, bill folds
I'm stickin to myself like velcro
Let go of control
Never offer what you can't afford
Rode so hard I touched roads
Really

getting pinched and they talking to them Winslow's
Interrogation rooms turn into talk shows (the fuck)
Built a case on his homies those are new lows (yeah)

the room
7-0-6 fix any bitch I put her in place
I got moon rock
We got cocaiena too
I got two thots
Bitches wanna fuck the crew
Screaming fuck the cops they

gonna walk it on that tightrope
I’m beating down that lunch table, said I got them bloody knuckles
Put my body on the line; elbow drop off the turnbuckle

than a gang, we family we bros
Aim for the top, we always ten toes
I know I'll get mine you wish you was
Aye
Might bend but don't break like a elbow

clouds in the room
Got a nigga feeling baptized
Smoking on some big blunts
Nigga man I'm that high uh
Thinking where I been in my past life
I just hope I

nose burst trying to smell what The Rock was cooking
And got the elbow
The only between me and money is the Velcro so me fall off hell no
Can't criticize

her lips
My auras projected the way that I walk in a room
I know that I'm handsome milly rockin I'm keeping em dancing
Ten steps ahead of them now I got

undone 
This too shall be undone
This too shall be undone

Peep the portrait, inside the frame, on the wall, in the room
Inside the house, on a street in

mind, don't mind though by the elbow, yeah, you know
Know you poppin' when you make a million dollars on the cellphone (Huh?)
Money been a manifesto,

Bang bang i hear glass shatter
The door unlocks now were in disaster
Wearing all black a man is in the room
Glock in his hand nobody moves
Everyone is

elbows knees and hands and wrists
Whatever we can touch
You strike the match and smiling, you ignite the tablecloth
The room engulfs in flames and now I

to say it
Watch me create it
Born with the blues, jazzy like Miles Davis
Old soul ache like elbows on Aunt Mavis
Throw us back, way back like touch tones