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If you a downer stay the fuck outside the club, ho
If you tired, wake the fuck up for the town, ho
If you brown nosed, keep your mouth closed
By any

heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand

album
Everybody listen and dig to it

I got a shotgun pointing at the radio
I swear to God I'm bout to pull
It back and make it blow
I got a shotgun

I don't have it all figured out
I've been taking it day by day
I tell myself get out the way
I'm gonna let You handle it
Somehow You been working it

hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being

Run Hide Duck

Haystak

The Natural

2002

can't go out like this
Layin here with my drawers full of shit and piss
You ignorant son-of-a trailer park tramp
Who in the fuck do you think I am?
God

From the west side
Where the cowboys roam the night
The Monte Carlos rumble by
Under these faded old street lights
Whoa-whoa on the west side

Lush green parks and the big brown oaks
I used to think this dream was a joke
Cus my hope got burned when I got too close to the goal
Maybe I'm an old

another mug up to the top and keep em comin',
Hummin' new melodies from the album forthcoming,
Inspired by science, faith and self-reliance,
See the horizon

Verse 1:

Last month I had a talk to god
He said I had to clean up
Or I’m flying off

If I didn’t wanna see a cell....
Then I had to clean up my

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

whenever asking
Can’t even log in i’m in a cabin
I see them jogging they by the park and
I’m boutta tag em look at the caption
Look at magnum look

sharp
Built by God made in Heaven included with every part
Everyday was dope with her
From Cold Spring to Central Park
There she go again fly as hell

Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)

Smoke said the folks throwing

Negro Spirituals
'Cause I'm popper than pop
Probably popping charts and I won't stop
Since I'm by myself to knock it out the park
No conflict between my

the park but I'm not Derek Jeter
Snapping like Stark, getting close by the meter
All you do is bark with the hands of a tweeter
People keep talking I really

on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,

I park under the awning
I never made it through your album dog I started yawning
I had a shorty try to ghost me but I ain't let it haunt me ha ha
I'm

the lives from guns and knives and rich people lies
But south parks Ninja Club blew up, all gods gaffs and rainbow pubs
Extinguishing delinquency rack up

Still with the hopeless, it can be gone by the morning
Working like I ain't got it
And she ain't coming withdraws when you making deposits
I think reality

whose fame's a facade
See I'm just praying to God
It never comes to that
Doesn't look it from the hits
We knocking out the park
Every time that we getting

She was talking about how people don’t make albums anymore.

Jack Frost.

Juxx.

I keep dreaming, more than human

R. U. S. T. E.

I keep dreaming,

‘cause it's alright
To take the train
But if you was God's son would
You be hiding in the shade?
I'm Rolling in the Deep
Setting Fire to the Rain
And it's

the forest
I wanted to be alone
Illinois made me a tourist 

If I was by myself

And you guessed right when I left home 
So worried I’m disappointing 
I’m sick