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And working harder by the day
The squad and I are scoring points
Yeah were out here making plays
Ask me what I'll do today
Im rolling up some grams of haze
you are a joke
You the sell out around her no one can take you serious
I got beavis up in here so you should know what that would make you
Im spinning
Watch the world go
Hanging on in useless desperation is the modern way
So cram my brain with useless information
Cause they just want some useless
I'm twisting that exotic up
Exotic pop up in my cup
I hit the homie Catman up
And we can pour a seal
This that real, pay attention to how it feels
what's going on on-uh
Nelly
What's going on 'cross seas
every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got mommas crying out please
My
brûlée, here to Michigan
Yo, Studio sessions, we was born to drop lessons
Wield audio weapons to spread message
Waterproof microphone leverage
In
mental it's all the same cuz either one you can die in vein though I felt ashamed fell out with my mom and my poos we made up ain't gone let this here stop
use they brain
They just stuck up in they pain
And they tryna find they way
Never knowing what to say
So we drinking D'Usse
Tryna drink the pain away
anyone anything ever again
In another year
I'll be buried or shivering here. Coughing at the grey spittoon
Painted orange by the harvest moon
Pack
Heard you were an artist
Or was it modern-day con artist
Your brush, my stroke, we're lethal
One round, you're curled up foetal
Too bad you didn't
it all the way
And the Lord, he got my back, but what's he really tryna' say
These questions in my head, and decisions on my plate
Eat 'em up like
And the Lord, he got my back, but what's he really tryna' say
These questions in my head, and decisions on my plate
Eat 'em up like entrees, at the county
I'm on the outside now
This is where it all begins right here
On the outside lookin' in, I'm on the outside
I never was a punk
I never shot junk
I
in the picture,
In the right frame,
Never get the ball but you're in the game,
Stick your finger up your ass, feel your brain,
Recommend an enema
Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
And my man Ep Rock
X, kick the flavor for me on this one
'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a, sec
Wild, New
they rob and steal
And rape and kill -- and murder their loved ones
Now put your brain in the guillotine
Slice it to cold cuts, you're goin nuts ? cell
the cartoons switched to red rooms
The blood is dripping, brains are shot, sever the head with a cut
The shake is going through you and you feel the rumble in
He's so young, lost in his brain he just wanna win
I am a party kid, they know I get crazy and turnt with my friends
I feel like Sid, 'Cause I got
ego[00:33.61]Its just a prank bro[00:34.73]You know that shit never can be tamed[00:36.73]Only reflected in the lack of them that some may still claim[00:39.32]I
Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for
don't really wanna hear it
Cause the best things in life are when you don't know how to get it
So I'm stacking up the manuals head diving into manifolds
by the pope
That dude they got nailed to a cross
Even though his dad's the boss
And if I'm bein' honest here, I chalk it up to mortal fear
'Cause Jesus
and duolingo's
I speak the lingo
If you ain't get it English
Eh yo hablo Bilingual
Whether chilling in NE or NY or NJ
The reach long like Dikembe
Outcomes depend
one step ahead
Always running in my head, it don't exist, it's just not that
Lay inside your bed, corrupted by these thoughts
Of what you could've said
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