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you where" (man, what?)
Beat up the streets like a punchin' bag
I hit a lick, now I'm up a hunnid bands (damn)
I broke it down with my other man

ain't mentionin' me
Coffee cup is full of medicine
Still ain't get no sleep
It ain't shit to set you niggas up
I get shit for the cheap
It ain't shit go

moment now
You gone be down here.
Yet i Never fear
Steady blowing bands
I always Felt inferior to my peers
Moms patching up my school pants
Prolly why I

from the south side
They raise hell
Gave her 30 bands for the surgery
Told her get that or the Berkin
She curvy
Thinking long term couple million by 30

Take the green out my pocket make it rain like dance dance powder
Like it's a money shower
Ima travel any country for the bag I'm a band scouter
When

Codeine in my system, fuckin' up my body 
Not as bad as I hit you, wit that 12 gauge shawty
We gon' get to the bands today, told mama I promise 
We

legionaries, we are the legion
We are the legion of Tarchon Fist!

A black fever we have, in metal it burns, bad mania for us all
The axe in the air, the hammer

legs, still panicking
Won't you take me away? Take me away
Now stay inside in case it rains (yeah)
Tank full of sharks like the hoodie BAPE (yeah)

everyday, like it's no tomorrow
I know I talk fast, make sure do you follow
Did it all by myself, I didn't have to borrow
I be in the sun, how I'm catching

condition wonders in superstitions
Bums gotta stay out my damn jurisdiction
I'm guided by all my inner convictions
Dr Fate shit recognition for some

aim he the type to Concentrate 
Exam niggas 
Put em to the test before the final grade 
Living in a world full of niggas wit all kinds of hate
Let me

unyielding capitalist tendencies. And at the end, all we can do is laugh, ironically, our throats full and swollen from the sting of this life.

a challenge
I was in the trenches now I'm in a palace
Niggas love to talk but they aint got much to say
My name in they mouth and know its all full of hate
Way

Whoops
I forgot my court date
Eating mango sorbet
I'm sweet like a shortcake
Four Twenty-Three is the birthday
Missing out by three days
A stoners

up for no dolla
Do what I want when I wanna
Everything revolves around the karma

How I watch you change from by my side into a trick
When you learn

been the same since I dealt with some treachery (Nah)
If they make you a skeptic, don't let em' in
No sir, i've got no room for em'
They already got it

on that band-
Wagon for the extra fans, PAM sweater
Extra pairs of those canvas vans
Better than any man trying to
Move in on my territory
I tell you

Running game like it's Dortmund, seein' how they post, this ain't forum
Get graced by decorum, 88 chains now I'm soaring
All these women want me is for me

on
Niggas tryna play with me, this is no play zone
I don't got no games, I got bitches up on my phone
My main bitch mad at me for getting some bands

I forgot

an attitude
I took to throwin all my food
And pulling nuggets out my diaper pants
And eating hands fulls of killer ants


But the bass was always at my side

up
Sippin up on a cream soda
Ayatola of rock & rolla
Inner circle full of gunnas
Have yo ass slumped ova
In the Corner
Lookin like you ina coma
Mf i

PAID IN FULL
   
         NEW CRIB LARGE 
     ALL MY NEIGHBORS GOT
             PORCHES 
    
         GROUP HOME HOUSING 
       YEA I MADE IT OUT DA

Fields

Sicko

Chef Boy R U Dum

1995

we came together
hard to hold in moonlit heather
get off me boy, you're breaking my back again 

And a mouth full of broken words
was all I had

all the reasons you should change
Tonight is the night of the knuckleheads
They're preying on the freaks for dressing strange

Going out on Thursday