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of the Triss, I got closed eyelids
Like bro I can't even open my fuckin' eyes right
I feel like a plumber cuz I got that shit on me
Walk in the party with 500

living
Room we walked into, her black curled hair waving everywhere, older than her by a few years
His book is like a breath of fresh air, no one can

everybody's in the top right Now

You ain't never met a real nigga like me

Let's go party and get fucking crazy yeah

I'm a party monster aye
I'm a party

back
Killing these niggas in all black
Look at these bitches, tryna broadcast

Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you (oh yeah)
Come on,

Hold on girl there he is
Catch me in a all black with some fucking rims
Catch me In a all black smoking with your friends
Catch me in a drop top

on his zipper
Bitch I'm off the yak and I'm tryna black out
Plus I'm 10 shots in I ain't finna tap out
I'm tryna get crunk bitch I need more drank
If we

no other rapper comin close
Not even tryna brag n boast
These are my confessions
In this studio session
Can I even afford to get a little more time

Im UrHighness
YenØm what's good
Icollect

Cheerleader, and that's how we catch a body
Turn up if you want, we match your energy in the party
we want

I use to sell crack In Da projects
Now I bump bundles of Logic
Hats on da block like coca
Talk shit nigga callate la boca
I remember sitting by

there fate.
Fear was the number one rule an example,
It was done in front of everyone a human sample.
A slave law passed in Virginia a con,
Every Black

young, sexy, black hotty
She plays with toys in front of the mirror
Gorgeous, lady girl in her first porn scene
Two sexy, curly lesbians

Mmm, dabble
Girl

to me
You'll find the right track
Bright black in my pupils
Off this ecstasy

A tight pack
No fucking squares in my assembly
A right jab
To my shadow It's

slavery illegal in the year of 1865, “except as a punishment for crime whereof the party shall have been duly convicted.” (US Constitution, Amendment XIII,

words sting but my terms are all weapons, Hc
Microaggression, Mic, Microaggression
Microaggression, Mic, Microaggression
Class is in session, you gon

The beat stops, we ain’t open up another folder
Sessions in the studio
Packed with raw emotion
Speaking about our lives
And how we’re always coping
Made

tryna 'eat' They Know!
Party in the hills
I see, You don't
Undercover tales in a Diablo
Butter finger Nails
With a Fresh New Coat
The lil humble type
I

ain't black!, I ain't
White!, I ain't black!, i ain't white!"

Well, I'll be a AIDS sleazer
If I had skeezer after skeezer stacked up
Like ice cubes in my

Where else to be proud of the rasta

Mi friends had a party, real a dub fusion
Dem a tell me of this vibe, dat got a new direction
I put on my clothes

Biding his time, collecting his dimes, so long, so go
Stay sane in his mind, the changes he finds, so go, Lil hobo
Arrived on the scene with his eyes

Technician - Butthole Surfers
Damaged - Black Flag the Record - Fear

Flowers of Romance - PIL
Takes a Nation of Millions - Public Enemy
Beach Party - Marine

cause I've been living hell
I put my last two cents in the wishing fucking well
But I'm rocking all black with some white snow on my nail
Skirt the whip,

until the next time see ya
Me and Kid hit the studio in East Orange, that 604 Central, owned by his parentals
Ran into the homie Chad Piff, who was there

all dragons like Beowulf yeah
Your boyfriend's looking like a werewolf yeah
And your mom just looking like a rare milf yeah
There's a party in my mind

I paid a major price with the label, now where the food at?
My crew black, from white to light skin to the blue-black
We travel in the time, when