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had a whole nother bar
Where the band would play since it wasn't very far
There were more strange women, even more smoke
In a field by a legendary live

Who's the Baddest of Them All

Knightowl

The Wicked West

handin out caskets
I got em leapin
Like if they were doin gymnastics
By force lifes got to get took
I read that ass just like a book
Now you be that

how they rolling the dice
See how they did my people in the motherland
Spiritual to be compelled by their vice
IM with my Indian
Tribe
Man fck what

before their eyes
Running around in blind panic
Being hunted
They fell to prey
One by one everyone is disappearing
An entire village gone
The next day when

speeding past with a sleeping bag
P-P=Pick up
Trying to find a sign, there's only hiccups
In between the lines and the grime, so I dig up
Pieces

You pick and you choose when
It works for you, well
If only it were that convenient
To replace fact with preference

So go on, pick your poison

should meet up

They were the happiest days of my life
Used to live in the dark she pulled me into the light
And I saw with a new set of eyes
With her I

Perfecting Loneliness

Jets to Brazil

Perfecting Loneliness

A nanosecond.
All the sand in your glass is going by so fast.

The radio is playing our tune.
I love it, could you turn it down?
The thought of you crying in

"So we've only just begun to live"
I'm wasting my life on you
Yeah "Kiss for luck and we're on our way"
I'm wasting my life on you
I'm wasting my

Gangsters

Mr. Shadow

Armed & Dangerous: Mr. Shadow Presents

2005

and see why everybody calls me hostile
How motherfuckers be hatin' 'cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wouldn't want to kick it

Gangsters

Mr. Shadow

Homies N tha Hood

2006

and see why everybody calls me hostile
How motherfuckers be hatin' 'cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wouldn't want to kick it

Gangsters

Mr. Shadow

Can't Hide From Shadow

2000

and see why everybody calls me hostile
How motherfuckers be hatin' 'cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wouldn't want to kick it

Gangsters

Slush

Thugs & Soldiers

2000

and see why everybody calls me hostile
How motherfuckers be hatin' 'cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wouldn't want to kick it

and I’ll probably stick to rapping
We could make a song together that will be forever lasting
And we’ll sing it happily as the people all start to panic
From

No need to panic, no worries at all

I was watchin' by standing next to Slack's rocket
I said what you got right there stickin' out of your pocket

with you
Hopefully I could be something that you could open up to
I don't wanna pry or try and teach you a lesson
So I might try and take your mind away

stop and get low
Low low low low low low
Low low low low low low

Libations elevated, gyrations scintilatin
Livin' our best lives that's why we're

searching is so dire when it's not what it seems
To friends, to foes, to all that I forget, blessed are the roads that we live with regret 

Let me tell you

Survive, skydives
Am I the guy?
Nine lives, revived
Map me, my guide
Bonnie and Clyde
Water to wine
Draw me no line
Arrive at night
Sit by my side

Waking up, hear a scream, find myself in gasoline
Panic struck, broken dreams, worse than I have ever seen
Dreams break when they're sold for gold

I would die for so many but I won't live for any
Takes me less than a second to switch it back to petty
I need a set of model coffins for the beats

to calm my nerves I can't panic
Jack and the coke like a mad addict
My cousin be serving them crack addicts
I live what I speak and then I rap bout it
I'm

to reveal 
Grounded by pings from your heart 
I hate all of this damage making me panic 
I never start the war so when I use a casket I cry for the victim

There is a fire in the city
You can hear the sirens scream
It's a city-wide panic
And you can feel it in your bloodstream
You're not so sure what