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Gipp a cataclysm mixed with a little wisdom
Riding in the coupe foreign in the 6 speed
Four five six stars gone bitch please
Ain't no suffocating the boy

Gipp a cataclysm mixed with a little wisdom
Riding in the coupe foreign in the 6 speed
Four five six stars gone bitch please
Ain't sufficating the boy he

from their mobile phone
But you moan cos they only make Kung Fu flicks

Stop complaining
Moaning moaning constant whine
Just stop complaining
Same old

pack
Met the bro couple years back never thought to switch
We don't come by faces too often faulty
Niggas move like how broads do I choose
To keep my

My Friend Jack

Hazel O'Connor

Acoustically Yours

2004

a better life for
You and me and you

So little lady when your feeling lost
Remember old Jack, remember the cost
So you got no shoes and you wail and weep

the boys
On a park bench smoking squidgy black till I'm feeling paranoid
With a little bit of luck, I'm gonna make it through this whitey
I'll pop down

times in the past when I had to run
Like getting chased as a kid by the Dobermans
I jumped off the porch enlightened from the sun
You got to stand on all

old, have 5 album
I will make more music and more albums in the future(Yeah)
Oop on me, but hurt it(Wa)
They can't stop play dick, keep from orgasm(Oh)

little dream
But oh, no, you are frightened about life
Came tumbling down
Never mind Doodoo Bank Student Loans calling my house
Looking for your black

was dead wrong
egged on by my old heads
same ones that I see now a days getting no bread
dope boys turned to dope heads
couple died couple of em did it

shining through
So Close your eyes, make a wish
Hope it comes true 

The years have gone by, but I remember it as kid, 
My dad slowing down so we could get

can take a little trip high key, and whenever I'm down you come back in town
Just pop up surprise me
I can't complain no we not the same, bought a new

adults and 2 minors
Play it safe, slid his mask down on his face
Just to keep you informed
These niggas babies by the way
Them little niggas might be young

my list, no family ties
Work, go home, shut the door, jump in the four by four
Breeze off in the night sky, come back when it's light time
Back again

fit
Work them kis like it's Bow-Flex
On a stairmaster tryna climb
We need progress
Old lady screamin' somethin' comin'
She see more death
My brother's

We're gonna get it in right now y'all
Niggas know uh huh what it is

I'm not a duffle bag boy but a suitcase man
With documents inside to make you

a bath in a week or two
Monday on the subway, epic fail
Saw one on the tracks, down by the third rail
Hogging all my data through AT&T
Phone bill last week

em down to pieces
The only thing I fear is writers block, salute to 2pac, too old for Tic Tok
I'm like an arrow, running through the night
JJ Fad, I

the condition she refrain from what they don't condone
Like being left alone with them mannish boys
Hard as stone, tryna get they willies wet, bones blown
Naïve

ONE OF FILMING?
BUT IT’S RICK’S FIRST DAY ON SET.
I’D RATHER DANGLE FROM A NOOSE BEFORE
I LET DOWN THE PRODUCER.
IF HE SEES WHAT WE’VE BEEN WORKING ON,

to understand La 'Rona
Told that girl to come on over
Maybe she can lay on this infected shoulder
Mind has been warped
Now I'm a corpse
Emotions locked down

a family
And the counties roads got paved
We'd thank the Lord for all his gifts
And for sending down some rain
Old stock boys and German girls
Could find

flow is reminiscent of the old kanye
Well I guess it "all Falls down" 
But am I still a king if I'm still building my crown
I'm just trying to understand

This where we separate
The boys from the men
I'm not Joyner
I am not Joyner
You niggas really got me fucked up
It's 'bout to get real spooky