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Shoutout to Pubs man
Shoutout to Rob on the engineer too
God bless you bro
Ay
Ay
Ay
Hair flowing out the back of my c's cap, I be that,
Prolly by

Bong Tokin Alcoholics

Kottonmouth Kings

Classic Hits Live

2003

and realized it's not nature to mother
Generic like no other
Man fuck big brother

The Kottonmouth King Klick
Are you blind or somethin'?
Are you blind

who is down
And loves everything within
Wants over needs 
Chasin after dreams
But these dreams are like a ghost
Cuz when I’m close
They often leave
But

Faded Pages
Frank R Barnhart

VERSE I	
When I was ten   I saw this old worn book 
On the table by Grandpas chair
He said go ahead son take a look

to me
Now the tocks on the watch are no fun to me
Don't throw your funds to me
Ima earn it
Tables turn well ima turn 'em
Tired of coming up short
Last

And I'm propelled by my melanin
To the wise man I'm forever indebted
Walking this steep hill for what seems like eternity
The burning question now is who's

like I invented English 
Please pardon my French but this how I vent in English
I sat on the bench for long enough I am finished
Don’t fuck with me,

bothered to wake up tomorrow
Feel like im bothering people by talking about all my problems
If i told you what went down in my head then you'd have me

Goddamn it, Jordan
I sat by the ocean
Staring at the palm tree
There's people passing slowly
Stop to snap a selfie
I hate you
Things are getting

It took way too fuckin long for me to feel like I'm okay
I went though a fuckin journey for the man I am today
I went through the fuckin pain and how

You only tough when you hang with your mans
And these niggas cap like
They workin' at Hibbett's
Catchin' a buck and I'm posted at
She seen my number,

sister, man
She ain't your wife
But she may slice you wide
Open with a table knife call us crooks
Soon enough we'll make you change your mind
Join the Rooks

(Ay, ay) You tryna do me over girl I see through your soul
But you ain't finna faze a man who's blood is nothin' but cold
I talk a big game 'bout

these days that I'm wastin'?
Man I know that I don't even deserve to make it
I look at my songs ashamed I say God do I hate this
The work of art that I

the highest
You got your head in the clouds
Or looking down from further up
But I'm god to y'all
Rhymes don't need to be superior
Cause anywhere I go all I do

Still look like a sway bar, got a big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that Drac' sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you

look like a sway bar, got big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that Drac' sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you heard

man
They much to it, I drinked a bit, I smoked a bit
I'm just trying to feel numb to it
Let me tell you how it's going down
Watch your backs, snakes

cause I really wanna see that ass bounce
I thank God every time a nigga cashed out
Told you them tables turn you
Turned your back and now ya assed out

bruce wayne and
Living the moment
I have been awoken
Feeling the tables are turning
Mixing my time and devotion
Working like fuck a tomorrow
Flow be

humble, kill pride if it comes
With my queen by my side, I am far from possessive
She ain't submitting to me, she has a voice at the table
A feminist I've

thrive, while deprive, trickle down in enslavement

We'll. all settle now, cause we'll die tryna change it
A king to a God, my manifestation
But, I

on a table and some rollies and a birkin
And I don't give her loving but she still coming lurking
T'd up X'd up
For god sake I don't need none
All this running

at all

Fast lines shot down to kick start the drive to go fast go hard
Ride, fuck and die
Living by the code, off to hell you go
Passing out cold in guns,