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put corn in his drip
Man drop dead like he's falling for this
Now mans on red like a portion of chips

Everyone wanting a portion of this
But you can

only learn by watching fires die in the early dawn
Scribbled calculations to account for the missing parts
It's hard to know what you're dealing with

you get dead like Hugh Hefner, no pressure
Of course a stretcher could carry me, no they definitely won't bury me
Get abducted by agencies, yeah I'm

deserve it
Collabed with our buddy, Jack for a musical
We produced for Achievement Hunter
And it was beautiful
Lindsay's rap was the best by far
But I will

Brandon Miller
Yeah
Giving straps to killers
In the red with the dead
I'm a walking thriller
Keep the hammer by my side
Bitch I'm bob the builder
Heavy

Gotta keep up with the change
There's rule to oblige by 
When you're playing in the game
Moving faster than a train 
No plans on slowing down
Graduated in

Do you fear the boogeyman?
Do you fear the boogeyman?
Do you fear the boogeyman?
Do you fear the...

Lock the doors
Light the candles
Jack

Put this shit on Do Not Disturb
Don't disturb me
Don't disturb me
You know what it is
Uh
Yo
Niggas is wishin we dead
They walk around totin the lead

jack knifes
Catch you wit the razor's edge
I cut it close then throw the phone away
Got y'all hitting dead lines
You followers are food
I count sheep

to the bed with the music on
Like, I don't wanna ride with these hoes
I wouldn't be caught dead beside all these hoes
Shorty by my side got me juxtaposed
Like,

act out real smooth
If you don't
You'll get dead and you're definite
What you thought
You're bulletproof or Superman
Or somethin'?

Gimme that (Ugh) , I

to get that bitch off my screen
She don't wanna fuck Alex Sheehan
Nah, she wanna get fucked by Eskimo Supreme
Somebody tell these young fellas
Stop

Why Fall in Love With the Struggle

Mr. Mike

Rhapsody

1999

yelli, "burn, baby, burn!"
With no rocks to sack up I wonder who can I jack up
Along with this .44, which other heat should I pack up?
Niggas never been

can get an eye jammy
So save the sob stories for a storybook
And look, Jack-in-the-box can take a lickin'
But I'm never gettin' took
By Uncle Scam

human beings
Who claim we were brainwashed
By hip hop music
But now pop culture propaganda's
How they use it
Crack 'em with the black jack
On a Necro

bumper sticker
Whata nigga whataburger what if murder was the case?
What a day to be alive wita bopper beside me
Sucking dick while I drive by bible

Well, hello again friend
I'm a skeleton returning from the dead
Determined to be relevant again
So I'm following trends, from the nether

Eyes on the terminal, eyes on the door 
We are ghosts and shadows, decks on the floor
The patch is good, signals five by five 
We are jackin' in, I

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

Stoney Lodge

Cage

Movies for the Blind

2002

to fucking seizure I'ma leave her
By the freezer while I'm taking breeders of ether with a fever
Jack the phone calling my friends fake faggots
Kicking

Hot Shit

HAWK

HAWK [Chopped and Screwed]

belong to me, pass her to my homie
That South boy of Middle G, in this G-A-M-E
are-E-S-P-E-see-T, to the day I D-I-E
Or unless you're a want to be, then

many man got
Put in my pack
I'm tryna leave him dead
Like samurai jack
433 High pressure and attack
Don't be shook when
I ching mans back
Told bro bro

Lights on the horizon,
pedal to the floor.
You're driving nowhere fast,
to chase away the past,
but still it haunts you.
Keep this old car moving,

Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the bitches wouldn't stand around with
I would jack off so much