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Brown Paper Bag [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD] [Clean]

2006

blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking

These children are living in
A world where their
Friends, their brothers, their
Sisters, their cousins
Their classmates are dying violently
They are

I-I-I-I-I'm with my twin, finna blow me a bag up in Louis 
Then go cop a crib on the North side
1500, that's the gang, no, I cannot switch on my brothers

and chemicals
He's uncomfortably numb

We're living in a fever dream
cs we careen
Through an all night bender

We're swimming in an endless stream
Of songs

body of work and the album, The Negro Spirit. 

Finally, in the Spirit of my Uncle, Pastor George Bullock, who was raised on the farm with his brother

5 White boys do my taxes ain't talking N Sync
Brothers and my gang we on go all in sync
You done dropped an album after album
nigga it stinked

Plays

Why ain't you just tell me you was lonely?
You know you ain't gotta be by yourself
I know it's getting hard, but this a lesson
You're never gonna

Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team

And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper

I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year

born surrounded by rap
I grew up in the era of the west coast rap
Back then nobody gave a shit but now it's being bumped all over the map
I'm a young

separated by the different worlds
If and only we can talk bet you we'd be switching girls
My other half gone when my brother passed on
Feeling like my wrath

nature
We live to suffer then we die, another human replace us
And the sensations that we feel are simply chemical make ups
And it’s the same for every

really wanna do it anymore
Staying up late nights, sleeping on the floor
By choice, with friends
They be helping out a little bit, I'm hospitable with it

and put out that wack flow track?”
He’s looking for a rap that’ll make him stack dough fast
And come out with a whole album like “I’m in 2Pac mode class!”

that shit a decimal
I'm questioning just why these rappers all feeling so skeptical
I play you my album and you say that's just incredible
Get me stupid

eroded
Hocus pocus, try to focus
Smote by sacred scripture like a plague of locusts
I don't own this, I just wrote this
It got into my vocal chords and was

no one here but me and you (Hey!)
Tell me all about your favourite bands (I love that album)
And all the festivals that you've got planned
I'd love

on your wife and said I'm a hands on learner, and I'm gonna need step by step instructions on how to make a child
Then she said I'll surely let you smash

on his album
Music shooting fluids through me think I might need counseling
Now that I think about it I don't like that energy
Let's have some fun tonight

birds in flight. 

Leaf is one of the few pieces on the album that doesn't have a social context or issue to pin it to. Backed by a whimsical, yet

I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

Track: “Toddlers (prod. Bri Crisp)”
Artist: Bri Crisp & The Sargent (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

[INTRO: SAMPLE

try find out why you been around
No reason to be out
This Far East at this time of night
I don't know why
you drove right by

Sayin it's irregular you