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I'm so ahead of my time when I talk there's a seven second delay
Don't judge a book by its cover when I'm inventin'
I add your colon to my
"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether
They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake
And I'm motivation for their rhymes, who
Me? D-dot-E-N-D
The dude who don't even got one EP
Only rip remixes like its sweet
Oh dude must think that he's
My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing
[Intro]
Somewhere in Baltimore, MD
Lying a psycho, surrounded by money trees
Pick off the leaves and roll up a blunt
That’s how much fucks I don’t
I just want to say I appreciate everyone who made it this far
Everyone who believed in me
Who took time to listen to this album
I hope it didn't
out must have needed write-offs
Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in the A's of your iPod
Watch out!
When
of the pie
Cause that's the M-O the N-E and don't ask why
It might be different time zones connections and situations
But what would this world be without
and kicking
I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be -I
Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat
Flip like a fat
and turn the lights off
Who ever put your record out must have needed write offs
Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
sucked by a nun with the soul of a whore
Superstitious like a gypsy casting a death-spell
Exhale chemtrails
Strangle you with your own entrails
14th day
thing
It's just a saying that's said by the one who said it with game
From the D to the a-n-g-e-are-o-you-s Dame
Now I spelled it again but in a different
Fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
Yeah, this album is dedicated
actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album
sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Nigga's ain't fuckin' witcha man
Yadidimean? ya understand?
Guns-N-Rozay shit nigga
On the muthafuckin' set boy
Album
You can't ignore this entity
You gon' want more of this energy
You know you mine, don't you deny it
Don't you play yourself
See, you too shy, that
I can tell by the blinds
The life like a tape recorder hit play or rewind
shey
I'm already gone so just
Lafiaji album on the way now
People holla at Me
Good luck to you fck boys
You will not distract Me
Shey na only me dey
comprends pas
C'est qui ces deux bonhommes
Came in the world butt naked
Nigga tall like Embiid
Got no time for hatred
TWINNIN' album wicked
Surrounded by drug
branches, toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on your vacation from school
Violent by nature don't expect me to apologize
Surgical with it.
the face 6, so check her out on tweetpic
All you rappers tapping touching hunching over your screen
I'm on an N train rocking through Astoria, Queens
When we
They pull our strings like we're guitars
Play Geppetto in every ghetto, kids meadow in good raw
Not a drug czar, but I've been pushed MOORFIEND
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