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chasin the bills, but having fun still 

Raging up the pits; Billy Nasser
Bars too hard, ain't no need fo no Scanner
Laying down the Hammer; Enis Kanter

a stalker less than a dollar inside of 
My wallet still awkward by all causes still reveal King Chess on a wall as big as a 
Obelisk dick of a statue outside

Landed on a planet, man, I thought this place was safe
'Til the population panicked after they scanned my face
Tried to tell them that the scanner

represent yours Crew

Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't

made nigguhs copy the wave on some scanner shit
I’m yelling Q wat up (Q Wat Up) What they gon do with us (What They Gon Do?)
You from chiraq I’m from New

the faintest
Idea bro I’m fearless
When it comes to feelings
But please feel this
This is my canvas
Colored by Leon Kansas
I’m about to accomplish
A swarm

room
Hecklers in yo section like yo final breathe was directed by Benny Boom
Here go another Buffalo nigga wit vicious speech
Only shit that's sweet is

A plan to seek the fountain of youth proven
Robots manufacturing robots by the hundreds
While taxing the masses to let humans fund it
A new brain for

Them niggas outside I’m shooting off top
See a opp I'm going to blow until my hand get hot
I'm going to put them in a box
Ain’t no sympathy no
We live by

Idees through my vein ass nigga
You can see me on the southside of the street
Man remembered by the ((opposet)) nigga that flod the city
Get ready for

and underwear
She packed her worries and despair
Two hundred thirty pounds of angst
Issues by the crate

She's got too much baggage, she couldn't find a porter

the breeze
Scanners that observe us-darkly like Hades
Spitting sermons swilling verses
While the earth is slowly burning
We've been yearning for the curtains

by the fucking O-Z
Fucking up your haters and you hoes that knows me
Repping for the South, I'm the man that owns these
Writing these words putting my

honest
Made him slow his roll like a cop with a speed scanner
Expose your racket like a forehand by Pete Sampras
Peep the damage, fuck around and make

Neon fades
Electric scanners sifting through electric blue sky
Don't argue if you don't mean it
Try to remember things don't have to be fine

that, she all on me by the party next week
Matter of fact it's tomorrow
I'ma take that bitch, I don't gotta barrow
Baby tell me I'm the shit, go and spit

with me
I'm a turnt up nigga, I be smoking on this dank, imma roll this up by the three
All these bitches be foul they ain't got manners, all they wanna

the scanners
At your house with the cameras
So you better get the tints
On you cars or your home
So you can just chill hit the bars
Or the store though
Cuz

what I was on was the highest in grade
Just by the way it look the way it smells you can tell it didn't need a scanner
The names I'll let it keep

I'm all nuts but no glory so here's my life story
Mama did her best while I hustled with the homies
Riding I forty getting brained by Ms. Shorty

Show by show waning'ang'ania
Muziki kwangu violoso nawapakulia
Champe champe man of the year
Hol' up ngoja kiasi tenje inalia
Engineer nimepitisha

but baby yk I got manners
Ducked off in the trap paranoid off a scanner
Ran to the bag got me feeling like santa
Poured up a four of that wock in my

MY SMART CAR IS MUCH TOO SMART FOR ME- by Gini  Scott

CHORUS My smart car, is much too smart for me                  
It’s built just like a tank,

Scramblers is scanners in the Porsche
Grams is soft, we used to scramble on the porch
For what a Phantom cost, I blam at your thoughts
Transport snort, so