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Heart so cold I had to migrate
Jack and the Coke it make me feel great
Had too much but not a lightweight
And I have so much all over my plate
And I get

all hits when wield my
Bone made blade it's what I'm feared by

Common sense is turned of
The sickest fuck you've heard of
Now goes on out to murder
No

a fish in the tank, bitch, don't knock on the glass
I pour up Tito's and Jack and I fill up the flask
Runnin' this shit like a campaign in '07
I'm fly like

Watched all my friends die or change in front me
Ride around with that desert bird in the front seat
The four-pound BLOWS! it just goes so loud
Hit you dead

broke I gotta jack
Pull up in my fuckin mask
I don't fuck wit most you cats
Mostly cause you're fuckin trash
And allergies been gettin bad
Jimmy Neutron

turn this party to a funeral
They say that hip-hop's dead
But I'm late as usual
Resurrect this mutha fucka like I'm Jesus Christ
Take a nap for three

putting out the fire fire, we sipping on that auga
Go by the name of HPF now, we don't do that shit on my block
Years ago it was rock & sock, we don't do no

I'm in the school of rap and I'm the school shooter
Look like Joker and I'll empty theaters
My plan was master by fellow killers
Don't reload shit

tell her say it slowly
She says you're corny Cory
I said I know that though
Wait let me hold that door
Pull out her chair, if chivalry dead I'm the holy

forever for you to come back
You left me here broken from a heart attack
I guess that it's time that I just face the fact that
You're not coming back

Christopher who played the headless Hessian
You're breadless, stressing, but I'm not accepting no confession
Decapitating all haters, that's what you get for

there at
His mom got caught his dad got trapped
Haunted by the shadows of an ever looming hand
His pictures on a box everybody want him dead
It's nada

catch up there
Give me 5 and you'll
Be in my bed
(You'll be in my bed by 5 am)
Sick and tired of all
Of what they say baby
Yeah baby
Yeah
Wanna stay,

I’m making the pavements
Oh shit yeah I said it
I see this beef and dead it
I'm reading you yeah I read it
Believe in me I’m the merit, so spread it

somehow you gonna loose nigga
Walk away I know where to follow you nigga
Run fast see if I don’t jack your shoes nigga
Drive-by that'll get you on the news

don't want this drama this beats a goner as soon as I spit over it
You're over dripped my flow is wet got passion
Only time I hold a tec is when I hold my

This machine kills fascists that's what I said
I'll stand on your grave 'til I'm sure you're dead
In the squares of the city and the shadow

somehow you gonna loose nigga
Walk away I know where to follow you nigga
Run fast see if I don't jack your shoes nigga
Drive-by that'll get you on the news

Lost souls claiming that they woke
The thought of an afterlife a joke
Instead its just counting tokes
Working then spending till you're broke
 
Then

get wacked oo
I just might need therapy fa dat oo
I think I see dead people jack oo
I think I need therapy fa that to
I'm a black man livin in America

of statistics, I'm black and a sinner
But, they don't want me a winner
They want me in the system eating they cold dinners
Following their programs calling me by

holding God hostage for a blessing, for times he sat by and he wasn't present

Heard me ask why the explanation wasn't vetted
I'm a jealous God, too. I told

bands by my lonely
Won't  sit around & wait on  no phony, niggas always trying to play games like Sony

If you're  running around thinking that you know

Do You Still Care

Tanya Stephens

Rebelution

2006

forty years old. 
And all them Jack Daniels started taking a toll. 
Seem like Bubba was about to make a final bow, none of his friends from the Klan