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[Chorus:]
I know you're feelin' lonely, I know that I'm not the only one
that you can call but keep me in mind....
This feeling of lust in haunting,

on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit

Stepping on shit
Stepping on ricks
Stepping on bitch ass niggas, stepping on tricks

better start screaming ooh when you hear this shit slap like Rick Flare
Look into your eyes I can see some vibes only
I can see the way you ride you just

do it do it do it
Bitch do it
I want a nigga yeah a real boss
Like he rick Ross
One that never really tripping
On what hair cost
I need fendi by

to steppin
I been runnin through my problems everyday
By the way
And sometimes it ease my pain
But the smoke it fades away
Then it's time to start my day
Grab

hair is green
Her dress is lavender, it was bought by me
The messy scavenger humiliated when seen
He was looking for her
She was looking for me
Boy was

I took a fish out my cooter
Then I got ran over by a scooter
My pussy fat I call her pooter
You are so stupid you need a tutor
I look at the stuff

Han
Woo
OV
Han-han
Woo

Haha, new era bitch (new era)
Non y a pas d'monde féérique (nan)
Kaki fume la Morty et Rick
2.2.1, OBS, ouais y

Beretta
(Pew, pew, pew)

Walk with a stick like I'm grandpa
Shotta gon pull up in Lamb-chop
(Shotta gon pull up in Lamb-chop)
Rick Owens chucks like

know It's me, notice me

Rick Owens pockets you will never
Guess whats in em i pay 200 for brick to
Destroy my muhfuckin' denim
I got bands up in my

Uh, runnin away everytime that I hear this track

Mm, gun in da brain figurative I might steer it back

Mm, slippin the day I find I Lie by a melody

Draaisa msamelo ba robetse kaofela
Rollie don't tidy detect rick flair drip you can see by the flick of my wrist
I love my thotties like I love my granny

Paparazzi flicks on the 6 page
(click, click, click)
Grimy bunch with the 40s by the rib cage
In my 'jects we wanted to
Be this like Big Dave (RIP)
I been

bet you could tell by this Rick Owens tactical gear
Yeah, I got remarkable range
Midas put fingers to fangs, and also to mains, so only the molars

Nie chcę by pozostał po mnie tylko spadek
Wiem że moje dzieci i tak dadzą radę
Nie chcę też by spotkał mnie przykry wypadek
Chociaż wiem że dla nich

they thought I was a busta
Now these Benjis make my back hurt
Backwards that's how she want it, okay
All my life all I ever
Wanted was some Rick Owens

Hey Chris
Hey Rick 
How's it been going man, what've you been up to?
Oh I just got all my Christmas shopping done 
I'm so glad that I'm done with

crew out in Philly
Who's out to kill me 5K from Mexican
(rob)? make most of my family grieve
Contracts by killers with tatted faces
I'm that abrasive
Got

as shit, fucked
His bitch at his place, yeah
My ho rocking Rick, got drank, bitch
By the case my bitch bad as shit, I've been
Off that drank for days, yeah

ball like I'm get calls like Verizon
I ain't Freeway Rick but it's
All on my horizon rivals will despise him
Hollows will divide them
Gangstas make

got a black heart
I smoke sativa, I'm breathing this fire like Charizard
Still poppin addy even tho it's fuckn with my heart
She was playin games now

(YOU NEED ANOTHER)
                       HOLE IN YOUR HEAD	      by Rick Bell

Be your friend,
You know I’m here for your state of health
Day

Way of Life

Tapeminatti

Hell Razah: Digital Dope Music Dosage One

2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by

the streets
A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys
I meant liver, fuck
Love living superior
By the Hudson river
Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver
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