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Ali & Venmc

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This is your captain speaking

Came up in the land with no sound
It's time to make noise 'till the city is spacebound
I punch in a clock, and that shit's a takedown
The sunday morning sesh, ain't no time to wake
I make these kids do the running man to they next class
Big brain method, make your shorty yell 'Pass!'
Glorious salvation out of Mass
Rolling J after J till he 'bout to fucking crash
I done spent all day in a brand new spaceship
This new weed strain give your boy a facelift
Hitting this flow but the price outrageous
'Till I got lit, now the high's amazing
And sometimes, you just got to treat yourself
When that check come in and you ain't got a lot of help
From your mom or your pops, fending for myself
But it feels so good trying to make my own wealth
So whatever, Ali too clever
Shorties in my DM's all writing love letters
Measure all this swag from this young brown fella
Shit, I eat long, talkin' to the bank teller
Jailbreak the Tesla
Had to scoop up all the homies
The bad honies, whoever wanna go dummy
I rap for the love, and I rap for the money
'Cause all these school bills got your boy feelin' hungry, like

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Feels like I'm stuck in a cage for like a hundred days
I missed the first ninety-nine, I had something to blaze
A lot of stuff on my brain, I clog it up like a drain
If I don't find a way to pop then I'll go fuckin' insane
I'm 'bout to snap, Ali hold me back
Got me feelin' heated like a baby in the backseat
Running like I mixed a little Gatorade with crack
At a track meet thwarted by an alien attack
I woke up in a mood
Threw a bit of attitude at my boss
Took a handful of cash from the box
Fucked off, said I'm calling in brown
While I sip a little brown on the rocks
Everybody watch while I do it
So give me two shots and a bowl to blast through
Electric shock to my bolts, I'm back to it
My soul is black/blue, the damage tattooed
I feel like 'that dude,' I'm Cruz in Cancun, let's

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