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melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
spent all my time, doing nothin with you
So we get to the spot
Sun goin down around nine
I grab the fishing poles
And we cast in our lines
And I look
And every ? warning that I'm known to carry lead
With steel, crack known to hex you up
But you still be down to do it, new dephts, so you pursue it
You
The years go by so fast
People they make mistakes
I’m sure you made a few
You’re going to learn sometimes
1 is not better than 2
Having people that’s no
got money, ain't got time
Fuck it, just say this shit
You and me
Gon' live together in this perfect harmony (I hear 'em callin')
I can hear 'em
die for my home state
You can call me Devil Anse
Young Kevin Costner, I need some Oscars, they making offers, I'm wearing oxfords
I'm eating lobster,
baby
I am a VCR funeral of dead memory waste
You can see it in my face
As drink crawls down the esophagus staircase
Into my bowels of Hell
Naked like
technique
I recognise games like the ESPY’s
Cold to myself I say God Bless me the truth
So I speak live and directly
You, I will set free my mic
Is where my
Live so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we're kicking down the doors
I wouldn't trade this life for anything, it wouldn't be
obsessed
I've been so consumed by
consumers who are users
Now what you got me doing
abusing other humans,
Going through them like protrusions
If slewing
you come home
I'm waitin' by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest
So if you ever need me
already knew
That I'll keep you going
And the World War III and the World Series
Will make the same size headlines in the news
From all I've seen
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
the present
What better time than to go now so you down?
Hell yeah, let's go!
I mean why not that's different different
Cus you don't hear too many people
That
To simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it
[Shoota Ringz]
I'll give you the world, nothing more to say
I'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I
newspapers by the kitchen sink
You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge Plymouth
Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
With spots eatin
diamonds on my neck look like fluid (drip)
I'm from the Zone 3 if you niggas ain't knew it (3)
I'm throwin' up the north 'cause that is my hood (North)
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
yourself
(Yeah)
I'll be right your side
And I'll be beaming with pride
So just as long you tried
know you aint by yourself
Verse 3
The stronger the roots
Put on my slippers walk out the front door
It's the GLC everybody lets go
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
Put
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
One, two, tres, ménage à trois
Let's get down to business
Back it up and drop it low
Tap that like a bongo
I like them and they like me
It takes 3
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