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I live among the clouds colossal
Lo behold, my hazy scrawl
Like last night's fuzzy tavern crawl
Enter dear, & then recall

Drizzle, rain, mist

Yo no confío en nadie solo creo en Dios Hoy corone una vuelta mañana Joseo dos

Olympus omde by

Inspiración real
JD-GreY

a while and just closed my eyes
She came by way of warmer Los Angeles
But now the chase is played and meaningless It seems I leave just to miss what I left

driven by kings that made the crime rate boost these are my truths 100 proof
Without a band it’s in my roots
My quest for love was my labors fruits
To tell

worry me 
No be by gray hair,
But when they measion billionaires make I they there


Sebi eyan ni 
davido   
Dangote 
Otedola

Kosi nkan to buru if I get

the summer child, Jiggy Suave and D-Lo116
Serenading Egyptian hoes like Haleem
Every day a trip
Watch your step
Bitch I love takin' bout murders and violence

ri mi mo ju ba mi o
See I am in love with Opeyemi
To so fun mi the reason why to olorun to se ni yemi
I was heartbroken by Opeyemi
Shey bi to ba make

even has a watermark
Ban lo sus, Chal focus bruv
Bandon bas karlo bandobast
Like bring a halberd to a knife fight
Gun ho ya shatranj mere paas blunder

to tell truth I'll write out in these songs
Tried to play it nice on a lo-fi tape
But nobody fuckin' with it so I had to make a change
Beast mode

I'm living my dreams when I'm asleep
Bipolar ways I think my mind is gone
Stuck in a lo-fi vid
I'm smoking haze 'til dawn
But I'm the real king in this

work in some grey techs
And I keep the glove on me, ain't talking about a latex
Old chick said she sick of me, still hit up my line though
Trapping out

I miss Los Angeles
Whenever I'm home
I just can't wait to leave
Now I'm in a hotel alone
I seem to lose my way
When the end is in sight
Maybe I'm

execution because we could never be finished
Breaking news trying to find a target you in a funeral pursuit
They inscripted your name on those bullets lo

like
Can I detach myself from 'em
I know it's so trife
Murder assault, wild out of control type
Worshiping at the altar of Ralph
Like a Lo Life
Dress

skies 
I yearn to die but I am being denied

Derelict monuments forgotten by mankind
The sky has lost its meaning and lo, the sun is now blind
To wander

Gangsterous

South Park Mexican

The Last Chair Violinist

2008

free
Comin' gangsta, better believe and respect
Me and that boy S.P. reppin Houston Tex

[Chorus: X2]

[SPM]
Yo, it's the boy Los in a smoke gray 'Lac

yesterday, all colors were gone 
everything was covered by grey or black 
but then I woke up from my sleep 
and suddenly everything is perfect 

*Yes* I see

Live stare in the mirror I'm a changed man
Never, I'm just executing my game plan
Shit, I'm crunching numbers just
Like a rain man and got the gray

niggas
Hands down
Break bread, break Dutch's and we break necks
6 niggas, 1 bitch with no latex
Gray Beamer, no top when it's 20 degrees
Lo shorts, sour

wait

Ice in my veins like I'm D-Lo
I'm hitting a high note like CeeLo
I'm higher than high, only see sky
Yeah your top rapper I'm passing them by
And I

changing  
Up in the dojo forever training  
Faced with small holes to place my brain in  
I brew an Earl Grey  
Before I step out on the pavement  
Pull

(What's the play?)
Got a phone call, unknown number
It's not saved
Picked it up, Fooly, when I catch you
Imma spray (R-r rah)
Told him "Drop the lo'
Swear

life just trying to make you see, love
That you're my one
And I'll always protect you


No matter the struggle
I'll always be there by you
In every cold

neglect another gray sky
Take another trip to Van Nuys and stop at Best Buy
To see if the record I wrote has sold enough
For me to just fade out and let