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expression Although its dope I'll singaporeer tune clever Hands with the pen but the shit just neverlands Iran away to become me whoever standin By while it's
to those before me That's all I've got to say 'Cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime Now I have to pay How long till my soul gets it
Sixty-nine Sixty-nine (Sixty-nine) I've got my space suit (Sixty-nine) And ninety pounds of space lube Crossing through into a fuckin' worm hole beyond
contemplate my every day And everything I've been afraid to change. Never good enough, (promptly too late?), Always excuses away. I used to think if I never
glasses so you can look at the past And give x an excuse to only play 90s bands I've got cover ups inside my cover up Normalise the problems till we think
from the trenches and gutter I've been broke with brosephs Take a hit of a spliff then I'm takin a sip Suicide doors makin me slit my wrist If your
say I've made about enough Because I ain't lying when I say I got two ways to make this buck If you survive one of my shooters you was blessed that
nigga that is inside of me Malcom said fucking do it by any means Way too bold I'm dwelling with my enemies Enemies that act out like pharisees I've seen
a word if you don't know I've been called nigger since a young buck By police frisking me for the gun tucked Is it my profile, I got a dope style Got em
gave me a script Ive been curving n**** from day one my life written in script Im liquifying you bitches bout to drown you in sinks Im saying bye bye
that I do's about a buck Or by the book If it ain't the rich and famous Y'all about afraid to look If you don't trust in God, you're just a cog Could be
that pussy apart, yah I'm like the black Tony Stark, yah A playboy who ain't got no heart, yah I'm so rude excuse me, only these thotties, they choose
The baby gone to sleep with her kitty I wonder what degree does she think of me It's a ballad of essential dependency Saying things I know we can never be
black leader in America I ain't trying to b a black leader (black leader) To get bought by corporations and mislead the Community, those you swore you
have to think twice Right a couple wrongs Gonna have a good life Me and you together We taking out the big bites Big bites Big bucks Get a big bag Boutta
When I was 17 Some old has-been said to me Honey, you look like a million bucks But if you lost 30 pounds Yeah, just think about it I bet you'd look
bullet, shoot me through the head You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead [Cham] It's law of the land when I say go, move by the plan
shut up Wanna tussle whats up I got shotty buck up No need for muscle this hustle bustle is hard to juggle My real struggle is sharing a snuggie wit Kurt
Day by day Is cold enough I guess Hard to escape My head is such a mess And when I'm stoned I lay around and think "Why me?" When clearly
even lie, I, let's see your thigh I've been sizing you girl for quite some time Don't got a lot of money so riches I can't buy But ah, get with this
Must have passed by you one hundred times before Fresh from the coast, this city can't hold you no more Got a face for the movies, a smile for
Must have passed by you one hundred times before Fresh from the coast, this city can't hold you no more Got a face for the movies, a smile for
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