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fixed your face, no wonder you bought Twitch (woo!)
Now let me really break it down because there's more to him
He ain't a Bezos, his real name is

why your friends are dying around you slowly
Infected by my deeds, poison in my throat
God, do I have to live anymore?
If I took my life and someone

Never
I'm So ready for whatever
Happens to happen
Between now and never
And That's AL-K forever
If I ain't change by now
Then I ain't never
Never

she asked me his name Emmett, Emmett I said but could barely exclaim
She said she has lots of friends that would pray I barely said thank you as I

dad,
In the field,
Big rack,
Deer in his hand for the photograph,
Look back,
What is that,
Kids where I'm from ain't seen that,
Never shot a gun they

his love
You can pray to him say Ramen
We much reach the state of al Dante
To be the perfect macaroni men
This is the heaven we created

There's

No Complex

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

circumcision
And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin
My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous

like knees- in the cold

To stop my succession to getting' checks in indigo

And then to go- further to stain my name

But the bond that we have- much

to hate on the homie
Who happens to be his own greatest hater
I’m to busy right now
I’ll get to it later
Until nothings left
Except what was written

friends barely stopped me 
Before I got on my knees 
And proposed to you right there 
I know yours, but you don't know mine, 
So, "Hi! My name is Al! 
Will

police
Trapped he may seem, but he always escape
Another new city, new name, no I.D., no trace
Left behind, it's a lonely road that he walk
And with his

Cis Alcatraz Darea open locked up I am free Jean Val Jean
We will not come, if I come, I will be dumb side by side
Because we do everything

bulldozers for their homes
Talk gangster and you want to name Al Capone?
He was an amateur
Silly little boys don't understand
Even he went jail for tax evasion

a grown man without
An asset to his name

Uh, your rap career ain't no
Realer then a monkey turtle
I smoke too much
I'm always in a funky circle
I got

She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round 

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene 
Then every head turned

(Al Geno on the track) mm, mm
It was never 'posed to be this way

Count a million every time I blink,  yeah
She wanna fuck me for the Cuban links,