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gambling, like I need healing 

So I beat it up it 
Feel like yo hands on the ceiling 

They all stay up 
By the moon for the demon

[Bridge]

Vroom.. Vroom..

You know what this is
This that chill back, vibe out music
Sing to em

We doing all this talking
When we could just slide out
What's good with it?

gambling, like I need healing 

So I beat it up it 
Feel like yo hands on the ceiling 

They all stay up 
By the moon for the demon

[Bridge]

Vroom.. Vroom..

soaks over all my bones
Like tongues that slide on ice
It's all paraphrased when 
Shady's tinted kylix fills my soul

I'm overcome by the base amoeba
I'm

I'm finna slide on this mf real quick man
Cause I ain neva had my hand out
That's why they mad I'm the man now
I make this shit look easy with no

I've been away, talking heads on the ground
And I see no ceilings with blacked out by clouds
When both of us tour, some more
So we could figure it

thot cuz I got rich
Lotta ass up on my bitch
Bought a Patek for my dick
Stack my money to the ceiling
Then I do that shit again
Two Glocks and they

let shit slide
Look in they eyes
They cannot hide
Change anything? Must be ready to die
Ready to ride
They done tried
Givin' us drugs and guns for

round,
Make it bark when the clip bites down,
When we blast even kids die,
He fathered a hatred for fist fights after getting jumped by the barbers

vehicles
Eyes blinded by so many lies
Can't see the truth
Lost niggas can't teach the youth
We tryna reach the roof no ceilings
React off of logic, not

the distance
It don’t bother me none
What I start reading is the pleading
Of my techniques being needed
By a giant bastard crone
‘Till they’re fallen

So what it do my Peoples tell me how U feeling
Full Nelson getchoo mobilized and healing

That's right take a glimpse up at the ceiling
Up there its

crossing my throat
Lock in your vote
It's Cap Gain by a landslide
Try to smooth it out
But some shit just can't slide
Like a land mine better watch how you

this bitch, she get smacked down
You can tell we beatin' out this spot, this a trap sound
You can touch your ceilings in your crib, that's a flat house

I'ma talk my shit regardless when I step off in the building
We got them purple flags and shit we bucking to the ceiling
We got Glocks plus we got

hunting
Tracing every crumb and trail by the thumb and nail
Numerous jerks clandestine activity rather the solid gumbo works

(Respect due)
(To the old

Came Down [Album Version]

Al Fatz

Came Down [3 Tracks]

2007

blind by my spinners
Look at the damn better make a killin' man
When I stop 28's look like a ceiling fan

I done came down
I done came down
I done

my heart when bro died i told him
We used to ride bikes that were stolen
We used to slide by tryna poke him
You was ah hype guy, you was ah soldier
Now