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Chrysalis

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

Kick back nigga, relax and pack dabs
I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP
Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot romp with us
Only go strapped in

You're the horror Michael Jackson
Dragging over every track
And I don't mean your damn suit
Always let your victims escape
Like they're fast food

brothers does
Yelling out victory nigga
I smoke up the beat like it's hickory nigga
Go get the money secure it then package
UPS ship that bitch off

hear what I'm saying
Got a GAT, you'll feel what I'm saying
Got a tact', you'll hear when spraying

Never mind, I need racks by the boatload
Wasn't mute,

bank account on Shalom, I might go put that hoe hood on
I build the ground that you stood on
I built that place that you come from
Drip I don't know

Oh Yeah 
Oh, babe 

I don't wanna hear about your has-beens
Bout' ya past men, right now 
It's me and you
We can leave them in the past and 
Just

pape cause i'm the biggest stack
I was raised By mom dukes and started thugging like my dad
And bitch i took the pape route to see it through and get

Happy Little Trees

Gym Class Heroes

...for the Kids

Now who you know leave the scene
Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock
Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace
I make a mess you dissect

Feel like I'm Kobe Rockin jays
Still come from pissy hallways
Don't understand how I was raised
I seen death and wasn't phased
Money coming every way
My

sing along
Shawty bad as hell hope you don't take it wrong
That's why I got your legs in the air doing the peace sign
Thumbs by your thighs on your v

Jordans matching my sports jacket
Suede so clean I could go and bag Mrs. Jackson
The outkast who made it bounce back
Like Sean Anderson
I was thumbtackin'

like Uber drivers I'm the truth and you a liar
Shootin, by ya, I'll let it fly like a new attire
Grip the grain like newer tires
All this work make you

Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches (Seventeen)
Freak bitches, (Eighteen)
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches (Nineteen)
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets

He Rose Yawl might think I'm tripping cause my Hero 
Got me thinking different for my people 
And all yawl dying by the minute Things gone change

bullets I send ya dig
Hallows gon hit fore he think
Hit his head and prolly a limb ya dig
Forreal BITCH
They don't pop out so why does it matter
40 got

Fuck that bitch that go by, ain't gone say her name she know why
That ass sum like a injured thumb, I love the way it poke out
She know she just my

never listens
Aye bruh I go ham these bitches love me so I'm always Lincoln

Like what you thinkin
If my songs on you can prolly hear your bitch sing it
I

Story of my life
My name is Johnny Cash
I’m from an old poor farm
Called Kingsland, Arkansas
Driven by the Blues
I only had to choose
Picked a rusty

Well connected well respected everywhere that we go
Don't need a pill maneuver through the matrix like I'm Neo flee No
They tried to knock me down but

I’m jackson
Im bossmade if you asking
We be shooting clips no action
Shawty tryna strip, she active
When I’m off the drink I be blacken
Mix the henny up

the banister
Yeah the banister
Fuck the camera
Taking selfies cause I like to capture me alone
I'm inside lately I don't wanna leave the home
Tell me nothing's

Jackson 
Getting it hard, I dont even understand me
Rapping bout fucking with a babe is just a hobby
I no get time for umu nwaanyi, freestyling just to blow

Ms. steal yo girl ion go dat way, but don’t come my way
Have a nigga singing i’m sorry ms jackson..
Tell a nigga play his role, tyler perry, get

Gospel Weed Song

Bizarre

Hannicap Circus

2005

Brothers and sisters!
We gonna have Church tonight! 
And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson

[Chorus]
I wake up praising, God