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Today I walk down this city of Campania

Where there've been volcanic phenomena
I glance at the temples and larger villas

We still remember the last

from the era where My niggas love to get low
Don't give me that family, Roof is by law I smoke that Good shit, watch a real Nigga

Flow
And like 11-5,

reconnects with all the lost souls
Cut the corner hit the alley wait til the cops gone
I'm bout' to cook some fire up for you cut the pot on
Every time I go

& fire, pyroclasts & nightmares

Fill the plains with screaming souls.
There is no end to the despair.
Bleed your last into the waiting chalice for

There so much to say 
And so much to do
So for once I don't
Know where to start
But you know what I do
When it comes to this art
They say time
Is

weakened by loved ones
Wishing my mama never found her husband
Wishing my dada never knew women or got to spouse one
Antinatalism eating up my existentialism

What you really know about him?
Doesn't seem like much cuz
You really shouldn't doubt him
So about it there be no surmounting
Soldier no accountant

ain't with that shit, no drama
Spit fire, no hot lava Reptilian, iguana
Stay high on marijuana Said who, what, where, like do you wanna
Make the escape

equipped...mobile liars
This path here ain't made for tires
You more focused on your rizz
If you really need to beat me come with sixty fire fighters

I'm inspired by

for the squad...
But mayne, there was no presence...


We Crackin them seals,
We mail in them deals ...
Was raised by the trill..
So We countin it up..

the carnage 
Uh uh uh uh uh

I’m high on the smoke 
Lil bih can you believe that? 
I’m sipping that lean 
While I chill on a bean bag 
As fly as a bird 
You can

I try so hard and yet we come short so far 
When you and I fell short of love 
Mixed messages we sung so far 
Ooo dancing through the fire 

All thru

me how to grow, by lettin' go of pride
And these folks wish they could slide me, but they never will
Only real gon' stand beside me, boy, y'all better

Cowboy Nation

Verse 1
I wake up and the air is dry; Smell the dust and the smoke form the old camp-fire 
Checkin for my six shot, hot from the sun;

and burn, so when I woke up by the fire hydrant
I would have to learn I gotta stop! or I would die in violence
But my environments left me with the vicious

wanna see the light well
Baby just look at him
You be crazy to look at them
It's all smoke and mirrors so
Maybe just look again
But this time try not

Carry On

Shyheim

The Greatest Story Never Told

2005

wasn't for grandma, I would of been hung up
But I heard her voice in my head, tellin' me to be tough
I put the sheet back on the mattress, where the fuck

Dans Dans Dans

Jack Parow

Jack Parow

Yo, it's jack parow here, 
Fucking better than a chop (barbecued meat) on the fire
Fucking dance bro
Fucking check it out
Here he fucking comes

the chase, race
Where I come from I probably coulda done it if I wanted
But it wasn't something that I thought of seriously
I relate more to these bars to be

lie
Treading water, I was keeping afloat
But through your fires my lungs filled with smoke
Now there are clouds down deep in my soul
I've tried pulling

penetrate nd coitus the mental/
Parental guidance advised u cannot handle the smoke m bwt to legalise/
Skill set on point profound rap is me/
crticulate mcee