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with her clique and they came for the liquor and vibe
Yea girl I dig that
Before I got close I popped a tic tac
She asked me what I do I told her I spit

with her clique and they came for the liquor and vibe
Yea girl I dig that
Before I got close I popped a tic tac
She asked me what I do I told her I spit

the Piper for their lives.
From street to street he piped advancing,
And step for step they followed dancing,
Until they came to the river Weser
Wherein all

nuts
In my time machine
I'm the doc' in front
They'll come back with me
J.T. with the strut
With a hint of Timbaland
When I lay down my drums
Which is

in the river
Aint nothing to grip
Except for the blade i keep right by my hip
Roll me a blunt or something to sip
Save me from the bleeding cuts on my

me when I fly in a blind rage
Until the world map is looking like a blank white page
Turning everything to live bait, plus we run the gamut
Dominate

Go on til infinity when it comes to my energy
All I do is win, like T. Pain is my affinity
Win, lose, or draw like Titan you will remember me
Born

since day one
You wasn't there from the start, so I really dare somebody to come say some
When I was younger I done seen some shit, I wasn't stupid but I

at an all-time low
And Black lives Matter doesn't mean that your lives don't c'mon
We are better than this...
But when it's all good, you know...
Trump'll take

my mind

Get to the point, come on roll another joint
Pick it up and leave the past behind

Down in Africa
On the Southern tip
A Ganja trip
Let ,me

Oo
Made from the stars
Yeah
Me I'm a star oo
Most of these nighas be
Talking some shit
Most of these nighas be lying
They want a popular bitch
They

was stuck at the bottom we just trying live rich
I remember we was down now we up in this bitch
Got to get it how we can they dont want to see us win
I

and broke.|We had a whole club bouncin when they come to the show.|We get buck and crunk and don't fake the funk.|I dont pay for pussy, I dont hang with chumps.|I

A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
And I love Dr. King but violence might be necessary
'Cause when you live on MLK and it gets very scary
You might have

out the game)
Because that's when them folks sliding through
Them they main days, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays (get yo' money and get out the game)

of the dispossessed
Now I’m counting down the seconds in fear and bitterness, praying to cease to exist
Thy silent hands, they come for me
Thy cold caresses comfort me

the verdict
They surprised by the outcome
You ain't locked down, nigga how come
I ain't sale myself, just been coming for the belt
Moving stealth in the Rio

got a son
Leave yo ass meltin' in the sun, feel the walls closin', pressure on
Grind day to day, money comes, God's Child protected by them guns

Be

years can pass by in the blink of an eye
Did I truly live life or simply ride the
Sands as they tumbled through the hour glass
Holding on the fine moments

trying to do them a favor?
Life is all downhill from here, I just want them to be spared
They've all had such good lives up until this point
But now, I get

Make it come alive every time I feel the vibe
I'm just representing for the home and the tribe
Record it as I'm going, when I see it then I scribe

Zombies I created from a pot and triple beam
Loyalty to live I'd die for you and me
Bitches stealing trust for the funds fuck a thief
Burn in the flames I

I could reason with you
But I lost that with time
I’m a discarded limb
On this Frankenstein

I live under a rock beaten by the sea
And I only come out

And when death comes
Something new turns on
And who knows where that leads
Which means

This could be happy ever after
This could mean happiness for sure