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on a pike like the album cover
I'ma pass the mic to my rapper brother
If I had other man comfortable with spazzing
A one-handed juggler, jamming like Smuckers

to day
Cut by the tether that I hold, look in the eye Hole, run back with my ball, trip and then I fall

How the fuck he do it
Is it confidence,

to cover the night.

The clock was always broken,
And that was fine
The only hurry was to wake up
And play the blues high and loud

And now my time is

Mustang 5.0, oh bitch that's Shelby
750-IL, Tupac, R.I.P.
Serenity is on infinity, niggas without identity
Bothered by my confidence, turned me into

But wait, hold on, I'm not ready to exist in this setting
I gotta run it by my bathroom mirror
And it's telling me

Woah (Let me at 'em, let me

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(INTERNATIONAL BADMAN) COVER BY UGOBOSS

Try more  ohh   who dey
ayemitemi beni

internation ugoboss

man bu international badman  mmhhh

Do me that you want it, baby
Cuz I'll be right by your side
I ain't gon' die
I don't want nobody girl that ain't you

Hate the way I love you, but I

asleep at the wheel once. Never again.
Will you see me swerve
Drive by waves crashing at my feat. Marine Corp
Wash away my sins in the sea. 2 in the tub.

keep letting the noise drive you crazy
Or wallow in a rumination void
What's the use in spinning out

Thoughts creep in to steal all your sunshine
Burn

dressed to impress, and her ass so fat
When I drove by almost made a real nigga wreck
And my vision is the best
So I'm being forreal when I say my 25 years

for playing with my team
This a god damn arms race, not no scene

Gotta scram from shawty, she bad for my mental
Hit a drive by in this 80 dollar rental

Satan wanna chew on my flesh  cannibal
Surrounded by demons tryna make me miserable
I ain't Jamie fox but I handle em like Django
They put me in a cell

The rolling rivers rushing by
You're the hillside where I sit on Granny White

You're the dirt on barefoot feet
You're the grass stains on my jeans
You're

me, but it’s different when I'm all out of luck
Old scars and the spraygrounds, I cover up
Tattoo my body just to feel in love

Day by day, I think

Cover up
Nice
Little fucking whore
Stormy
Dissected
Nice
Little cloudy and crazy
Nothing
Some money
Can't fix
Little fucking baby
Money
You cannot hide

Look

Since birth, ive been cursed
Questionin my worth
Tryna uncover what more on this earth
The type of shit that make me cover up so I don't hurt

you feel
From the weight of my speech
My 9mm
Carry every word that I speak
That's when she came in to my life
And swept her of her feet
I'm high
By

Snows falling outside
It's taller than you
Underneath the covers
With Christmas films on
Cold December night
With hot chocolate in hand
While baking

shooting shots and moving on like it's a drive by
It ain't shit to me cause like Three 6 I gotta Stay Fly

Girl, girl
I don't know, who you are
Girl, girl

face
Just like the face of the kid who had hers shot away
Another pile of bodies that never learned to drive
But they were taught to duck and cover

to concrete
No drive-bys, Cudi, hop out get em him on feet
Tris with a 10, got me walking like a zombie
Put some Za in the mix, got me on my Gandhi

Down south

I prefer a dive, in the country side, where from the back roads you need a 4 wheel drive
By and large there's no cover charge, you always get in for

on this one check the lines(check am)
Say you want judge this book by e tear tear cover(why nor )
Got a blemish to my name but shine like no other(other)

Yeah he did a bit before, he be in and out
And when he lay down, he say to do me, just hold down his spot

When he come home, I ain't gotta do drive-bys