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And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around

as Big L
Turning this albums' flow over, by just one single

You might know already my name is risky
Приехал из Сибири, from Russia, путь не близкий
Far

funny
But when it all appears then they wanna be buddies
Swear you can only get rich by being lucky
I just wanna send my parents somewhere hot and sunny

your head, yes I dip U
Deep inside of my world
Deep inside of my brain
Well, I promise won't be bored by all these different breaks
So we start

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

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

your raggedy sneakers 
My foot up their ass, when they asking for features 
Buddy, I'm a force to be reckoned 
So out of the box, so they never be

buddy when you stepping up to me

I attack from every angle
Wack emcees leave mangled
And bloody
My slang be so nutty
Mic cord tangled round my neck
Bars

about that
Oh that's nothing to worry about
My buddy Kramer went through one of those
It was pretty funny
No you're right, definitely
I bet Kramer went

Killed the game got it locked straight deadbolt 
Oh buddy go dummy no scarecrow 
Big fire big dope fish scale flow
Catching wins on a wave that’s

later
I'm Mr. motherfucker Mr. moneymaker
I'm Mr. make your bitches day by how I break her
Get this bitch up off me, get this bitch up off me
Get this

ZUU shit
Never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy
There's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season

Cup filled up with mud I'm in the stu and I can't see straight
Bitches show me love I guess they liking what they see (aye)
Album coming soon be

We are the Jimmys 
We like to sing 
We like to play guitar 
And bang on things 

We make an album 
Each winter and spring 
And sometimes Jimmy 
Will

honestly want a girlfriend, but I like being single too
Like what's the point of making a new tape if not gonna be better than the last
Buddy got carried by

irrelevant.
Best friend got prom king though, had to celebrate. 
Arrived on time with other buddies of mine and vehemence struck my skeleton harder than

money , why ain’t cash money, Put no cash money on your albums,
Cause you trash dummy,
I know that’s funny, you birdmans bunny,
Here’s my plans buddy

And everyone who tried to give me hell's in paradise now, uh
Best Album, we was the true winners
We had them all sucking up Trash like vacuum cleaners
I put

kings and queens, in our own proud crowd.

From the early mornings to the late night studies,
Cramming for exams, oh the stress was buddy.
But in

more perogies on
Please stay, we'd love to have you
Oh, and by the way, my son says he bought an
Album from you on his doorstep in the city"
Mighty

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless

many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked

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