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stans of this guy/
I played my hand, then I amputated yours 
In my mind, 
It ain't away Imma lose Moving straight to the shine, 
& You can choose

then again I'm pissed off, slingshot my big ball inside her pretty hole
Then 9 months she yields a fucking baby doll with her face rot what the fuck!?

an emotional being, drown context cooped
Tragic stricken message looped serving communion in an interlude
It's complicated juice, illuminous pivotal clues
Travel

breaks fuck skits and interludes
I'm just full of gas like an inner tube
It just so happens ain't nobody that could flatten me
Head already big ain't no

interlude
And then you will show some gratitude
Whatever you throw at me, my dear
I'm gonna take heroically
We've just warmed up 'til here
Now lets make this

pesos (take my pesos)
But I can't let her get too close
I'ma hit her one time, then go ghost
I, I, gotta stay true (gotta stay true)
Never fold up, yeah

business my sound describing color
Between green and purple
Then I walked through a wall
And drew a perfect circle
Simplistic, but not, unrealistic
Some

hands
Go both ways? Then go and call your friends
By the end of the night leave em cheeks like Pikachu
Make the dick disappear… Peek A Boo

Good with

I get up every Wednesday morning
7:30 on the dot
Have a shower grab a bite to eat
Then I run out and catch the bus
Wave down the driver
Almost didn't

just passed me by
Maybe she liked it rough, or I was just a good guy
Either way, good day Miss Lady
Until the next time, then my heart goes finding
Now

on the drugs or somethin'
Every time that I pull up, we get lit at the function
Shawty bad, when she speak all I hear is fuck shit
But then again, shawty bad, so

out.
Then then try to recall my name,
They get it right by watching your face,
Cause it twitches every time that you lie.

V2:
You try to steer

is his foundation 
Pimp hand waiting 
Still say his prayers hoping the lord forgave him 
He wasn’t that dumb 
A team of 10 by 25 
He wasn’t that young 

and then like ten in a row, 
Far from home and I don’t know what im finna do,
I been inna middle feel like an interlude,
Got the pack it’s like I’m finna

then you decline and everything explodes.

He fires rounds so quickly, he fires rounds at you,
A judgement made, so swiftly, a budding life is through.

and opportunity as such 
This all by design
The blueprint up
Vol 3. 
Hov Interlude 
Y’all not understanding much 
Making sure that it’s us 
Names on the seats in

Maybe then I won’t sit in front of this computer
Every single fucking day, every minute of the day
Every minute I complain, by each minute I’m less sane
I

don't do it by the book
He like Jesus coming back
Got believers feeling shook
Pray to Allah that we made it this far
Put cake in the table We been

like global warming when I perform lyrically I'm Michael Jordan in the fourth quarter down by 2 and  if you're a bad chick then let me holla at you I

How Not to Die Alone!
(Lyrics & Melody by: François Bessing)

O Children lend an ear,
Take out your teXtbooks, please.
We’re going to talk about

only look for something from me
Yea I'm protected by the Source no one can touch me
If you ain't vibing on my level then you must leave
Remember when I

Shoot this bihh it be a thriller, Michael jackson jacket
Police come I don't say zero, I don't know what happend
I might pop out wit' my niggas then it's

a good impression
If you in my section more then likely you my round
I give you that word then you should know it's going down
He a fucking bozo ima do him

Skip the average song
Confronts anyone

Some lonesome
Bong toker
And a pawnbroker
With the palms open

At his desk choking
Paying less for this
Then