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that hole up with a bottle of patron
Looking at her yeah she do be fine
After drugs then it’s me in line
Don’t belong to nobody she just drifts in time

No City

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

the battle was lost)
(for want of a battle the kingdom was lost)
(and all for the want of a horse shoe...)

There is a hole in front of the shovel, shovel

Put up sticks in the house 
Run a cloud, ride a nimbus 
Took to the sky, Flew 
Circled em around 
See you living in a hole 
You creeping like a mouse

get murked
Talk through the phone he get hurt
Strap put a hole through his shirt
I put that hoe on the curb
I'm bout my action like verb
I'm bout my

it out
I was the one selling adderall to the nerdy kids in the locker room
I was the one with the fish scale doing 3 lines by the after noon it ain't

All of the times that I've spent writing verses
All of my words on these lines when im hurting
Nowadays i feel like a hole different person
Nowadays its

It's been a long week caught cousin on the wrong street
I heard it through the phone piece they tapped him on his dome piece
Got layed under long

on a swivel, mind in the game
that pretty young yellow thang, hit stick, game change, distracted
by them assets slidin in the range, see-thru La Perla, cream

there (right there?)
With the proper demeanor
Hair line clean, with a smile like Cleaver
Sheesh, leave it to me then
I could give him one night, have

how
I'm feeling man how I'm feeling

I touch down, look at my phone
Aldospirone, what you hidin' by?
I'm speed racing down Adda drive
Some' in my phone

tell
You showin' guns, and talkin' shit, boy, this ain't show and tell
I could tell your ass a bitch by the way you smell

If I'm sensing , you a bitch,

very well, does it
Fuck, I've got to change my phone
Shit's on 20-20 percent
What the fuck

Don't you dare run from it
Start it from the bottom,

year

I'm In her phone like Snapchat
Tryna run through the hole like a halfback
Give her goosebumps. Jack Black
Then like a QB I had to drop back

and neither is your whole circle,
so easily jaded phone validated by the culture,
they offering deals you can't refuse & you buyin em all,
masks you trying em

night
Who says that I'm stuck in the corner? Holes in the bollards, lacking good manners
When my line close, who gonna call us? Phone ring, no, we don't

his hat online
Now we got his chain online
Got the same drip as mine
Now they gotta call me 2 Chainz
I'ma wear 'em side by side

Most wanted sinner

I drove you South through the landscape that you love, all those medieval towns with the cobbled stones washed by the blood of the martyrs in

the last 
It's like I'm 5 lines missing no cell service
A shiver down my spine a swarming sensation panic is worming a hive mind
Behind my eyelids a warning

low
I juggle the onions, the buttons, the drop for the Faygo
I had to switch up my line
A couple of times
Them boys out here tapping the pay phones
Baby

to hit ma phone with my next fix 
Anxiety at an almighty high 
You just left so I'm hopin that i die 
If not its by suicide fuck it

flew by
Some of the words took a place within like my eyes started facing in
And then I picked up the pen and while expressing my heart
I opened up my

consumed
And what am I triggered by
These pot holes got me tripping why (Why)
I always had a pot to piss in but my attention lie
In stuff I can't have and I

and waiting in line
Talked about how you were dying
Was that all for you
There is no work to do
And we skipped that party too
There's a hole and in only grew

hard like viagra
I aint ready for the end of the ride
Been waitin hours i hated that line
Finally
I got you right by my side
But you sayin its time
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