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out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

And make sure you don't hit those white lines by the curb
You wit your shuby do in the Subaru
Oh Lord I jumped in a dark blue Ford
And he claimed he in it

by the bar
So I buy the bar
Turn the bar to a party
We all takin shots like Kobe
Got all, these bitches lookin at me
I see 99 problems but it ain’t 1

I never made it to my Great Uncle's funeral
I was too far away but I chose the song
One by Buddy Williams that ends in a yodel
Like my uncle used

Can I catch you off the rebound
Drop top hair blowin' in the seat now, no I like it Greese style, hit it with my feet down
Fly up then I catch you

I prey on a god like a dragon
I’m burning up I’m wreaking havoc
Aladdin I’m fly with the fabric
Call me saint nick I’m on top of the planet
Get

You're in the kitchen there on a mission to make me a cup of coffee
You wore your boots cause your white tennis shoes were lookin' a little bit muddy

(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
Please get accountants to count it for me
Get control of your bitch, she keep flockin' on me
Fly by myself, seen the top

of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time

Red hair blue eyes red lips black tie
Wanna see that ass in that dress let the wind fly
She's a fatal woman in disguise got the sauce 
She's the head

She was used to enduring the harsh life of the farm
But when the endless days and toil had sapped all its charm
The emerald sea beckoned to this

The stories we tell will ride high in the sky 
The difference will rise, the mothers will cry 
The caskets will close and white doves they will fly

to really get in where the towel wet up
Looking fly-lee, beauty by T
She wanna know the answer to the question, why me?
We walking through the telly where

You numb your mind
With gloves of white and turpentine
Even the bombs and scarecrows will sing!

Sweet charity

Save me
The heavens have opened
And I'm

I've got my roses and my thorns
I've got my halo and my horns
Lived in the dark and I've seen the light
I walk between the black and white

I'm

zooming by
(Shh shh)

It's alright
(Yeh yeh)
It's alright
(Yeh yeh)
Seeing lights
(Blue)
Seeing lights
(Skrr skrr)

P-pull up on a pedal bike
(Turn turn)

Ok I got kenzo on my shirt
Got it out the dirt
Pocket full of purp
And the green it look like turf
Baby blue hunneds got me drippin like I surf

Rubble

Rittz

Catastrophic Event Specialists

2017

trap
I'm fly as fuck, I look at you and see a piece of white trash
That got you heated, my bad
If I can beat him scrapping, I'm a stab him, leave

Im on the farm with tractors of reefer
I go to Humboldt cause I get it cheaper
Fly out to New York with 10 bags of Diesel
And I still brought the A-R

don't be toxic like you came outta sprite
Yay, this guy can rap and he's white
Yeah Hodgepodge so fly, feels like a kite
Erry word in the raps he writes,

Niggas grab your meat while I ride the beat
And if you see a shiny black Lamborghini fly by ya
(Shoom!)
That's me the nightrider
Dressed in all black with

Motor City Five all night long 
As I burned down the silos on my great-great uncle's farm
I heard cicadas screaming along to the great White Panther

I'm on the roof doing squats
Ain't no boots in the box
Just some dead white man and his Glock
The Saab is cock-eyed
Doing 360s in front of Popeye's

Life gets hard
Not every path ends with a reward
The white pony doesn't eat blackstrap in your farm
Cause all you do is ride Tammy Faye
While I need