Lyrics:
a rat, you'll sing
You'll hold the note i sold the coke
And smoke weed 'till I'm comatose
I live by the rules
I was schooled by the older folks
I was
persecution like I'm part of a group
I make them pay my restitution by taking the contribution
Couldn't see through their illusions so they think I'm a fluke
and poverty live side by side
because our god is money and by his rules we must abide
now whether you think you were put here by some deity
or a fluke clumping
Your Life For c Deal
Now You Can't Get It Back
The Codes By Which We Live In
Hidden Within The Shadows
Break Me From This Dominion
Like Cattle Caught
no illusion or flukes that we doing
We movin' up fluently
No stopping' the movement whole shit is true indie
No major to shake up, the way we came up,
was a fluke cos we'd normally be talking
About all the things we're longing
It was bliss and I felt I was soaring
But I kept my values
I stood my
Mothafuckas it's no mistake
So you want it be a fluke
Now you're walking the skies like luke
You better beware like I was eclipse
I'm come equipted with
smoked
Or fuck with me and smoke too
Yellow Album so good
Niggas thought it was a fluke
Niggas thought I was on the juice
Yeah nigga it was
through I thought u be down Played me like a clown And I can’t fuck with u Cus u a fucking fluke Same time u telling lies Wasting time by wasting mine
these Jamaican shottas tell your crew, "Go suck your modda" (baow)
What could you do, huh? Try me, they put you in suits, huh, huh
You is a fluke, huh,
but I know the game like I'm Popovich
Megatron, throw the bag up, I ain't droppin' shit
Scamstar fluke ID, it say Dominic
Off a ten probably got
Born into a broken military family, I was a fluke, I was created me accidentally
My parents split hella early, my dad would hit my mom, sadly. I
she got a nigga I say I don't follow rules
Had hodies coming by the twos when I was twenty two
Grew up to wife a lesbi now my hodies come in groups uh
I
paid to be a boss I'll be quiet
But niggas ain't on that
Yo favorite rapper a fluke he ain't on that
Nigga a nat and he fumble the pack when he pick up
that's beautiful ugly
Thru the fire and the rain I know that you're wit me
You're the all consuming flame, it's about to get litty
Not by bread alone, I'm
the true antagonists run amuck
Run the damn jewels, cash rules tough luck and if you're stuck
They'll provide the noose to pull you loose
It's not a fluke
Plus we got a lot they come by the dozen
My mama pushed out a hustler a savage
These niggaz ain't getting no money
Lil bru is you ready
I look up say you
not by might it's God in me
That's why I'm gon shine
Grab your shades relax and wait in line
God's time is no fluke
Bad news delay aint gonna kill my
no fluke
Hold my hands and tell me it feels good
Sitting on my face it smell like poop
We don't need to speak to get it started
Rip off those pants
flukes
Feel like I'm poisoned from a nuke
Fucked by the game you looking loose
Hang with me go get a noose
Tired of you I'm outta juice
You washed up like
no fluke
Messing with us we coming out gunning
Nerf gun yeah I'm blasting the Vulcan
We staying true, It's Nerf or nothing
Eating Chipotle you know
Everything I have now it’s all by your grace
The comfort that I see isn’t fluke still by your grace
Living like a dream
Many are the things
That you do for me
Blue bird, spirit of the wasteland, fly
You fly
Blue bird, beauty of the wasteland, fight
Petals burning, ordinary night
Fluke birth, riven in your
with the gang, she wanna fuck with the crew
All of these niggas they lame they some flukes
She want a diamond but that bitch ain’t my boo
She wearing
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