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like it's a mercede, but that's alright because we only live fuckin once, it's bill dunn back writing a rap actin like a fuckin dunce, i'm on fire so hot

guess I'll wait
Yeah the truth hurts but I think that's all a nigga need
When you feel worthless
Don't let your demons intervene
I don't do cursive I want

""Upon Reflection""    
music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams

 2009, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved

Thailand with a whore fucking me all night long
Like Nia Long when she was fine in '94
It's Polo baby, I gotta thank my momma that made, my parents that

And your music is shit and I'm making these hit cus I'm not subpar
Bitches get scarred
By shots from my AR
Run around the town with a choppa it shoot 100

play, yeah
Film–
Director
All of these peons is not in my sector
R.I.P. Juice, I got juice, nectar
Speed up like second semester
Music a bond like that

do what I want now
By the trees with the top down
Music on got it on lock now
Shootin movies outside and on the mattress
Fuck three times that's a hat

(yeah)
Fuck that
Fuck a hater I'm still here making music
Man I ran up a bag now I think I'll abuse it (uh)
Too much power I don't know how to use it (uh)

What must I do to begin to let you know that
I'm not the one you can fake on
I'm in the studio cooking daily
I'm a lyrical chef like Raekwon
Watching

Intuition Getting Wise
Want To Sink Into The Pupil Of My Eye
Travel To The Corner Of My Cornea And Mind
Look For All The Answers That I Never Seem To Find

Intuition Getting Wise
Want To Sink Into The Pupil Of My Eye
Travel To The Corner Of My Cornea And Mind
Look For All The Answers That I Never Seem To Find

blessed
Whatever I do
With turquoise.
I trust that everything
Will be all right
With turquoise.

3.	My necklace matches my jeans,
It’s beautiful

far and wide
I carved a path to the door and forced my way inside
I sneered in anger when I saw them standing by the fire
Three smug bastards leading

of sitting
That just left youngin sinning
Getting high to ease the stress
I'm drinking less but what's the difference
Better off all by myself I ride around

to the hill with tommys taking all the figures
Me and all my niggas go bananas silverback gorillas
Killing shit i go berserk big bang no skirt all my niggas put

music bumpin
It’s summer time man we always doin somethin
Way too many fine girls and they blushin
Yeah they crushin
On all of the dudes
And I ain’t tryna

mummy
Wishing I'd have done all my chores
Growing up smooth and then bumpy, it was all a relevant course
Music on my mind like charity
Do it for

 didn't even know that nigga was dead
Till y'all posted about it
Samsung trapping, not no Apple trapping
I don't have an iPhone
And I don't have a job

mummy
Wishing I'd have done all my chores
Growing up smooth and then bumpy, it was all a relevant course
Music on my mind like charity
Do it for

ticking
Three years went by and now I'm already a senior
Looking at the books I can't believe they getting deeper
Teacher
Can we get five minutes for

flexing thoughts described as Machiavellian
Now add those times I said eff this to the ties that I severed
Multiply all my efforts divide a slice of my

it in due time
I just want to do it do it

S3 me kɔ da a anadwo fa a me kɔ ba yi
Tutu nantu step by the step I'm on my way
Save me my space sɛ me sɔrea

Nigga gon tell me
I can't get with that... that twerk music you be makin'
I need something a lil more lyrical

It was all a dream, my dollars green

and twist a song
Pleasant and long:
Or since all music is but three parts vied
And multiplied;
O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part
And make up our defects