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I'm only trynna speak knowledge: Call me Joe Rogan
Black man investing in prisons, ask Jordan
Air walking god, but he can't do shit for the mortals
I'm

call that shit a digital prayer
Yeah, made a song 'bout my editor
Niggas wouldn't get on it, I didn't care
Yeah, done that bitch by my lonesome
Bitch I'm

to Harvey

(Dude, you know I ain't runnin')

That swing from Hugh is never too far from me
Yeah you know they all call me Harvey
But my girl ride me like

side coleslaw, oh boy
You know that I come into the game, oh boy
I’ve been chillin by myself, no noise
Boy from Canada, Bombay with the gin
Handed me

through the phone
Dude ain’t right he know he wrong
Gotta live life move on
Rejected my calls you won’t answer the phone knock at the door but ain’t nobody

from the streets
I'm still humble I’m coming in peace
I'm still praying to my Jesus piece
Running Jozi Jordan's on my feet

Gotta stay down down down

every bit of
Confidence from your conscious wit' it
Toss it to my man in the back field
He got options wit' it
Obama phone, really came in handy
I lined

My name stay in bum niggas mouth
Where I'm from yall niggas ain't allowed
I'm from Sharpnack it's like the wild
Niggas smoke a port, a black and mild

riding by everybody know the vibes

I been low

Fresh up out the cut like a scab yo
The king has returned, gimme that throne
Seen it all, looking down from

I'll recall
You from Jordan and Hermon's land, from Mizar's Hill
Deep calls to deep at your waterfalls' roar

All your breaking waves crashing up over me

please I'ma call you)
Maybe later we can chill my crew and your crew
(Don't call me, I'ma call you)
I'll be waitin by the phone till the call come through

Clarecuzio
Kitchen in the studio
Soft top double-R, that's the Ricky Rubio
Beautiful, diamonds dancin' like they in the musical
Optical illusional, Jordan

god damn long
But I won't do that shit no more
Cause right now I fuck girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in

god damn long
But I won't do that shit no more
Cause right now I fuck girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in

god damn long
But I won't do that shit no more
Cause right now I fuck girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in

smokin Cali I'm dripping in Bally 
The whip is mayonnaise so I call that bitch patty
Getting top from a baddie she call me her daddy 
Fucked bitches that's

Blame Game

Kanye West

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

2010

else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I

they not like who is he
Baddie, she looking like C.C. and Kallen
She left her nigga and she tryna call me in
Niggas stuck in the sunken place, they

they unplugged his vital wires
Bro was the king around the city they used to call him sire
Last thing he heard was gunshots and then the screech of tires

Saint Pablo

Kanye West

The Life of Pablo

2016

can see a thousand years from now in real life
Skate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel like
Troll conventional thought, don't need to question

might I ask, was your favourite couplet?
Hey where are you going?

The next day I get a phone call,
"Jerry, this is the Queen of England, and I've been

we in the majors
Callin shots like I'm da mayor
One phone call meet ya maker
Got my lil nigga from Jamaica
Shooting shit up like da blazers
Out in LA

they don't want no trouble
(I be in my mode)
It's that Jay zone, I call it my bubble
I'm nice with it
I be fresh to death
Put some Jordan's in my coffin

first grah gang TNB man)
Blinded by love bitches do you the worst
Like I ain't that shit would hurt
This love shit ain't a game it's a curse
And my heart?