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this money wit my trap nigga
You can't flex on us cause this bag bigger
And since we got this money they been on me
I Told her I can't sleep I'm like

track or a claw shrimp attack
Just like a crawdad that almost has hands
But they're deep in the ocean and as big as a man
My d20 die is for D&D guys

know my way I will get by 
It’s all in your head
think sometime 

This is sickness
Controlled within
Deep dark
Visions
Hollow earth
Hidden 
Psy op

The return of the king, i'm back in the scene
Asking my team who's next and i'm backing their ting
for success i'm a fiend, you can tell by my grin

Handful of Nothing

Pain of Salvation

One Hour by the Concrete Lake

1999

before but safe on our suburb screens
Now I am here in the flesh
A witness of war in this godforsaken scene
Far from those grey walls
See children with

A little more sweet Moon Sugar
And the Lady speaks once more to me
Apparently they're taking me
To the East and to my destiny
They have taken me from

with the body
Shoot niggas down like the Army
I keep a stick on my side like its Hockey
Niggas know Kaydee been grinding
But Kaydee know niggas neva

him on the train
You know that ID card don't cut it when your face is held to blame
(Noel Quintana!)
Mike Nakayama was in training for the army
Sergeant

A Drinking Song

The Divine Comedy

Promenade

1994

And blacken my eye
If it ain't some young Turk
In search of a fight
And chanticleer's chest
Is sagging with pride
For honor has yet
To be satisfied
Well,

Happy To See Me

Hop Along

Painted Shut

2015

a defeated army headed home
Stay inside, civilian"
All I can tell from this old rock is someone is buried here
The joggers are the only ones coming in

"This is the way the world changes sweetheart, good people, raising their babies right"
"Crazy and as, as out-of-control as this guy was"
"He got

Blam him, my bro is the reaper, that's why he damn grim
Damn, bitch, you all of a sudden trappin', you be smokin' trim
Had a dream of smokin' him, I was

Brokie counting pennies like the sand
Penny wishes from the fountain to my hand
I'm a one-man band, I'm a one-man army
Haters keep talking down all upon me

hold you down
I'ma hold you down
I'ma hold you down
I hold it down for my people
I hold it down for my people
I hold it down for my people
This is not

The opposite of
Cards dealed in 5 percenter laws instilled
Father did his part really
Ball is in my palm spinning
Watch it till I'm nauseous
Guided from

her in my hoodie
All dogs go to heaven bitch woof woof
Say I'm going brazy yeah I got a couple screws loose
Knowing playing games with me is probably

eyeing
And all I got is this cash and the bad bitches on my line
And I'm with Top Flight so a young nigga on that grind
Laid up with my girl Mary Jane

this, my rap is without borders
Callin' and callin' your effort to keep me away is appallin' I'm Paul and I'm bearin' it
Droppin' the ball yeah and now

Tryna put me down
Bitch I'm already underneath
Bitch you is a clown
Why the fucc you take
My love from me
Gotta stacc it up for my son
To live comfortably

a pic
Mmm I swear that I'm sick of
This shit
You be talking that shit
That I don't want to hear
Left ear then out my right ear
Trying count Count so much

they ain't never worked one hard day
I'll be out my yard by half 8
These niggas ain't eating right them man dere half ate
Them man just talk and stir

come for blood, I call it blade bitch
First thing I grab is my new chopper, can't wait to let it hit
Slap on the switch and did a walk, ain't been

Well kinda, sorta, it is but it isn't
Pick up the pace 'cuz you far from the finish
This road, it be lonely, become independent
This road kinda lonely

Second thought I'm good 
You can go on without me
I've always been behind
This trash is kinda sloppy
Boy Scouts gotta clean 
And tight up the mess
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