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consumes the mind or die by the slime

Live by the fuzz or die by the slime
Live by the fuzz or die by the slime!

Oh, paise our King, a croak of doom he

while watching her graze

Her gaze turns up
She doesn't mind my presence
She reminds me of the quietness I once knew

The time stands still, while

cuz is a blood then why would you shed it forget it and move on Don't jump to conclusions or I'll rip you a new one 
By writing a new song and hoofing

k phenom 
Album dropping when its my time 
Im growing up how i wanting right now 
If they dont feel it we got em by now 
And im shooting all if u

By 25 I'm tryna go tour for all that I say and lay on the chords
I wanna go, they saying stop
I can just tell they not feeling the boy
I put it down,

Enemy Minds

Souls of Mischief

Trilogy: Conflict, Climax, Resolution

2000

changes
In a community ravaged by the savage collaborations
Of racists, but y'all can't say shit
I'm a hustle till I drop one day may save your kids

was good at back rubs
Most of the time I'm stuck in a zone
Jet lag, brain fuzz
I don't even got a mind of my own
I just do whatever Duff does

I just do

drowned
I'm drowning in ice where I know I won't be found yeah
Tell me what do You want me to say
Surrounded by blood from the violence of a gang
Holding my

I need just to make time for us
I told ya, we struck gold and I won't give up till it shine for ya
You count the stars, I bring em down and light em

teamin’ up
Yeah, ever since a youngin’ growin’ peach fuzz
Woke up hit the studio, man, I just do a one take
They layerin’ their soundtracks, shit’s funny

like a G with a shell toe
Kelso with bitches
I'm in this
Fuzz of a Milf
Like a hook in the velcro
Yo
And I'm on my way
No Batman
But I save the day
Push

out of that door
Aim high, yes I did, hit it on the mark, really
All the while, CRT, being forced by Mark Milley
It's amazing, how religious freedom can

of suffering
Two brothers, one ratchet, stuck hustling
No love for them, the fuzz, they want to cuff 'em
Got to feed my loved ones, nigga, fuck 'em
Clutching

Idaho

Open Mike Eagle

Dark Comedy

hindsight's blurry it's looking grey, with a fuzz
Trying to muster all the foresight I can use, for the road
Cause out here ain't no streetlights I can view,

I ain't got time for jive suckas I'm tryna survive the ruckus 
That I'm surrounded by they tryna test a brother
I'm not super fly never on no Ron

Lifting my hands up, my feet turn to fuzz
White sparkles around my head, bury me in the mud
I'm staring at the sun, you shoot my heart with your gun

the chit-chat
Baby let me get that

No time for conversation  
(Shut up)
Baby I just want your touch so
Hush, Hush, Hush

Talk too much
Hold up with the chit-chat

Cuchillo inside the boot
Bitches are on display, give brain
Inside the coupe shift gears
That's with the left
Which means I'm on the right, get paid
By any

27

I open your window and you cross my heart
I see your face and I try to understand
How many times you just passed me by
How many times I would cry

Thought I caught a buzz
Huh
Beehive till I die
Why you testing us?
Huh
Take a trip to “the pass”
Pass by the fuzz
Huh
Whoops
Put silence
To your name
Whoops

time lover
You were Cheating all along
I'm lost for words.          
Just holding on. 

Where did it go wrong
Why did you play that hand
Oh baby
You're

Getting clapped by everything is like
I couldn't give a giant fack, no slack cardiac arrest
I'm so high I'm seeing stars
Not sure if that's the sky or my

Sixgun

Reckless Kelly

Wicked Twisted Road

2005

the broad daylight
And by the time the smoke cleared
We were nowhere in sight

Sadie got an Mustang
An old '64
Sadie got the top down
And her foot

of cuffs
Let me puff instead of bust
Maybe you could not erupt
Tired of dealin with the fuzz
Always ready kill my buzz
No I cannot find the love
I can't find