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Jam & Spoon

Tripomatic Fairytales 3003

2005

leave all of this
Let me leave all of this way behind
Way behind

Since I've been back, I've been on your track
Trying to make up for the love I lack

Hey what's up Mike, uh, it's Ben
I was calling, just cause I had an idea in mind, um
I was thinking of some new tracks we could make
For a, maybe

no silence
I don't wanna get in your visuals, I don't want to Co-Vid no virus
Me I ain't here for the rep don't rap for reactions just make tracks

my mine, going out
Can't make no verse for this track

much of my life i scrapped too many tracks just to make harder for my future to rap just to make harder if anybody wanna clap back
cmusing everybody

sure we stay on track
For when The King Returns

Set back out to the road once again
They sent at least two hundred thousand men
All against the wishes

for taking them away
Cause I might not been here to make this track
I wanna thank you for everything that you've done
That's facts
Mama I just want you

So I gats run fast drink bomb blast make I no sleep for track 
Boobs in my hand like Infinity stones 
Burn green trees with all of my bros 
Everything

hating cuz they hear my song
Know im with my brodies and my yoppa we be crackin dome
All these niggas rappin they cant trap or even make a track
Whatchu

dim
You light
Dem go dig six feet
For your track
Make you fall
Ah yeh oh
Dem go want to
Cut all your lines
Ah yeh oh
Make double up
Make you hustle
Up

supply and demand
What I feed em
Ask for the track make you blast all yo speakers yo' ears will start bleeding
Don't need me a feature to spazz like my

Rack racing like a track meet
She a hood bitch so you know she keep her tracks neat
Ion make no paper for no hoe so don't ask me
Had to kick that

bow down to me
Just call me Scarface make all of you bleed
Tony Montaña be living though me
Killing mc's
I make they tracks weak
When I pay for features

run and the job is never Done, so I make a track with no Hooks for the fun

but I can't thank you anymore
That really sucks so screw it, what am I even here for?
To make tracks, and publish em?
Or wind up in front of a jury

I've been down and out for so long, for so long
I'm just tryna find a way tryna, tryna make a play
And as of late I'm struggling to hold on, but hold

real
I don sleep studio tire
To make sure the track is bang
Mama for house go call
Just to check on me
Papa dey vex for me
Cause he know his girl is mad

Making tracks for the tapeworms
Make sure when you're making another track it hurts
Swerving down the backstreet
Quickly getting nasty
Got pasty in my lap

praise him why
They don't I don't know I pay no mind
Doin this thing til heaven and Earth combine
Yet I pray for them what I say for them
Every track I

on track
And faith makes up for what I lack and
I have just begun

Turn the soil let something grow
There are easier ways I know
But this is the path I've

I don't want to sell my soul for a couple racks
Just want to give my all and make some tracks
I do this for myself and nobody else
Fuck the fame I'll

Down wit o p p  
Yeah you know me
Good morning the money callin' before I finish my coffee
Hello 
You know I a I answer that 
Flame the track make it

My Brodie serving crack hope that put him on the map
Late nights in the studio tryna get a track
And I make love songs for them niggas in the trap

the sack always
Blowing big packs all day
I be with the strap no parley
Make her shake ass for the track no party
Ima diamond in trap she stargaze
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