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Okay
Ha ha ha ha ha
It's about to get down right now
Don't say I didn't tell you
Hey hey
We got the party killer in the building
Who de zuzu
Anyhow e

Puff puff, pass, she wan smoke with a bad man
Up in the party tell your girlfriends to come by
After the party we can go chill for my side
Liquors

'Member we're hottest in the city
Spent the, tryna get me
'Til I pull up at the party with the semi
Saw squad, showed up colors with the enemy
I don

with only four hours sleep/ man I must confess/ smoking on cutters choice/ watching time go by/ I’ve got so much to say/ more then Stephen Fry/ even if u

A letter from my man Avicenna
This is a treat for me al Biruni
The views Avi holds about Aristotle the greek
I can note that I fully disagree

Our

really live by a code he won’t break or fold
Don’t glorify me thats simple shit that you supposed to do
The feds taking pics my n*gga but they ain’t

excuses

Spiderman in my roots like Toby
Thought you really could but you really don't know me
You can catch a Nigga nowadays on Sony
Playing by my lonely,

from these ladies man I don't need dap
I put the scope and the beam on the glock they say I'm too attached
I don't like holding no grudges man I just

Aye man you going to that party tonight
That boy JC
It's downtown
Yeah they said it's free
All you gotta do is fucks with him

Man we went

of you motherfuckers don't deserve sixteens
But, aye, congrats you high fashion
And did it with half passion
Turned our block parties to ceremonies without

okay 'cause my family was right by my side
Even my sister flew from Iraq just to say hi
Man I ain't gon' lie (No lie)
I'm glad I'm alive (Alive)
From

NOIZE

Jaden Smith

ERYS

2019

where the music hella pumpin'
You don't want shit
Tell them niggas start jumpin'
At a warehouse party with the fuck shit
And pull up with the bass,

this ain't even the after party
The after party is after this party!
If you can keep up with me I doubt it
Unless you do blow don't blow it
I still got

[Violent J]
Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by

Sometimes I don't know what to do with you
Cause we argue too much, man enough is enough
I see you going out your way for me you don't hesitate
Tryna

hurts, but it's worse when you lie

What a wonderful world of the party
Mmm, the party
Birds in the sky, you passin' by
When I'm with you, Heaven

the leeches I can handle
The bond is broke now, I believe it's gettin' trampled
Gotta pick up your pants, wear your creases like a man do

I really don't know

an alley in Dallas Texas
Stiffer than calisthenics
Flew out my dentist to identify me by root canal forensics
Grim Reaper kissed my hand like an Italian chef

strapped in
We fight, recruit to stay captain
Move your roots and stay mashed in
Actions are judged by expedience
Anarchy and disobedience
False mediums

owned by Some man up on them private jets
Understood the game wasn't bout the vvs
Been saving more than he been spending and invest
& now we working for

lessons learned, given from a broken home/
Don’t you notice how the apples falling pretty close?/
The roots deep, I see/
I bleed too, you see/
We equal so

gon' blow I don’t give a fuck who near him
Knock his shit back find the stash 
Bitch dig in

Pussy so good she done turned me to a minute man 
Pills so

watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets

Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers

to see dawn
No smoke we are never revoked we held close by the notes of the King's song
And we ain't got no time for pity parties
We throw a party in