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sick, sick
I am sick, sick, sick, fucking sick of all this shit
I don't wanna live in a prison of my sin, ay
Brick by brick, I am building what I wish

me something
Me and my niggas we be stuntin
If you move too quick we'll flush him
Put a forty on the end just to bust him
Drop a bag on yo head all

By now you know the Dutch's getting lit
Soon as I'm mumbling the script
Elevated state of mind
Try not to tumble down the cliff

Tend to keep my head

niggas I got nothing to say to these niggas yea it's fuck you but pay me my nigga why they all in the way tell me nigga
I'm bout that action fuck all

I walked all the way from East Saint Louis
I never had but that one, one thin dime
I laid my head in a New York woman's lap
She laid her little cute

The old heads call that a fanny pack
I smoke to get rid of the stress
Its on me its just like a fitted hat
For my niggas stuck in the kitchen
And trapped in

on the floor my head in the clouds
With you by my side with every step I take every move I make
It's our fate

Now you can tell your little friends that I'm here

hating me
And all will be fixed in my head

I don't want you to worry at all
I can do this by myself
But please know when I say that I mean
I'm begging for

(What?)
Let me spray my magical hose, so that they'll all have it to go
Take out, eat in, what happened to those? Doordashers just slappin yo does
Cuddling

brothers all about money fuck all the beef
Still ducking the D's
My ahk not home in the morning in case there's armed police
Don't do any main streets
Watch

Area

De La Soul

Buhloone Mindstate

1993

the tack in the wall if my rear's not watched 
'Cause some knuckle might just head for the urge 
But I got Prince Paul in the Area (oh, it's like that now)

longer in my head
Ain't no liar they turned all my dreams and memories into shred
It's been a long time since I talked to you, beg me pardon
But look, I

You know I gotta keep one rolled tight
I'm just trying to keep my head right
All up in my way like
Feeling lit, culture we gon take flight
If

I'm not fucking with shorty cause she be in her feeling

I've been hitting my target
I swear ain't no missing
All these niggas just talking
If you want

day
Got my name all in your mouth, how does it taste?
Got someone for you to meet
Got someone for you to meet
Not the pinkie or the ring boy, but

me,
This life it gets ahead of me
It's a fight in my head, I'm an enemy
So what can I do for you
And what can you do for me
Still billing up my zoots

smooth talker, back in those days, I was a moon walker

With a picture of my shorty inside of my school locker

I never had shit, I always had it all

We

All this shit I rap in this studio 
I live this shit no Cap
Yea I gotta degree but I be in these streets selling gas by the pound and I Rap 
Fuck

to this corporate life
I'm thinking bout the reasons I been single all my life
Remember growing up, we really lived by ball is life
Now we play every now

There's Something on Your Mind

Etta James

Heart & Soul: A Retrospective

2011

change your mind
(Oh you're staying on my mind, baby)

If you ever think about me
(Oh I think, I think about you all the time)
And if I ever cross

There's Something on Your Mind

Etta James

Blues Summit

1993

change your mind
(Oh you're staying on my mind, baby)

If you ever think about me
(Oh I think, I think about you all the time)
And if I ever cross

Somethin' Stupid

Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra [Reprise]

1967

the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid like, "I love you"

The time is right, your perfume fills my head
The stars

Because they all tried to help with my mental health
But stupid me fucked myself
Because I thought I could do it all by myself
I don't want no help
I don't

keep speeding ahead
The thoughts in my head, keep attacking themselves
Am I better off dead
No I'm better alive
Come along for the ride 
All my thoughts