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nigga, arrange that
Yeah, I took my reign back
Yeah, this be that hard work

This is what you get when you mix sweat and put in God first
Spit it like it's

I just wish i could forget you
Runnin' laps in my head
Shit I'm Cryin' in my bed
Bitch your tearing up my head
Wonder when its all gonna end
If I'm

Playing with these numbers
My mama said I'm a problem child
Shitting on these Niggas
Excuse me, I need to check the bowels
Jumped up off the porch

guts
And she hates the way that I'm in love with you
I guess that shit's my fault
And she's not coming home from LAX
Cause she rather have fun and have

I remember sleeping on a mattress on the dirty floor
Thinking why is 80 million people in this country poor
Like what do the politicians do with all

Codeine codeine
Yeah
Swear to god I didn't feel like this in a long ass time
Ima just sip this lean double back I was easing my pain wit

doubting my ass
and labels that's been too cat fish
with girls thats been the maddest
some lines that's been illmatic
guess you gotta you be a savage
in

Westside flights, LAX
Rushing for a rest, I need
More than sleep
My heart compressed
Ah yes, I guess
Westside flights, LAX
Rushing for a rest, I need

and for this toll
Reeking pyres ever smouldered
On the whims of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious
Cruelty brought thee orchids
From the bowels

the back of the house of madness

We're all dumped in the bowels of hell no way to
Dispel this troubled existence watching as they fell
Locked inside this

a sink with my bowels overflowing
Juul up in this bitch yes
Juul up in this bitch whoo

I found this lyric in a bathroom stall
Found the words written

JFK 2 LAX

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth [Clean]

1998

the streets, prepared men know best
Our rhyme as live as it gets, JFK 2 LAX
They're always makin trouble yo, against the righteous
Killin us in cold blood,

the Amazon gets completely strip mined 

Feel the poison as it builds up in your bowels
Blinding laser beams they guide you through the psalms of war

compromise
Look up in the mirror do you really enjoy that disguise
All got somewhere to get to
And We're all so forgetful
Far from intentional but its hardly

tell me that I'm 
 
Too tense 
Too lax 
Too bad I'm out of fucks to give 
Too harsh 
Too brash 
Too bad I'm out of fucks to give 
Too far 
Too crass 
Too

Yuh, touch down LAX
Tyna bussdown my wrist call Elliot
Blacked out spaceship with aliens
Flexin' them bands they hate it
Smokin' that Za like

Aye, aye
Man I'm bigger than life
I thought you knew it
This ain't love
Is you dumb is you stupid
Big checks shoutout Texas and Marc Cuban
Lax hit

the unholy ground, smash the leaden stele of this mausoleum of doom.
The Devil led me to this place, ancient and possessed,
In the bowels of the necropolis.

to be a start said this shit is in My bowels (bowels)
Bowels
Wanna give technical, I'm still Committing fouls (foul)
Fouls
Used to chase hoes cuz I was

I can hear this voice in the bowels of me
It says "Sit down you fool there's no one out to get you"

I have worked for 15 years at the bank
I suffer

em
Like Artemis Foul
Then they're forced
The throw the towel
Cuz my mouth
Works like
My bowels
I get it
I got it
All these niggas soft
They had to call

nobody
Ur last guy was a L I’m really sorry
I just hit Lax I’m really sorry
My best friend in the six he wanna body
I might leave on a bitch and leave her

bowels
She think that I'm the one but I am a scoundrel
I put my kids all on her face hand her a towel
I can't even chill I'm in the studio
Working day

pants,
my bowels' in distress.
Shout out to my ex, who doesn't really exist.
My skin's a mess, my hair is falling,
all my problems are here, my feet are