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They're outcasts, misfit's
Cut off from the world because
The world won't have them
Mr ellington, please, you must believe me
I don't say they're

while the
Rest of y'all are just kneeling
Like some bumps now I'm
Feeling like this song
And I'm dealing the dark death to
All of those that would come

While I do me, your words can't discourage
I proceed to flourish and stay
Nourished by the green, like a florist
This is what I do, son
This is my life

business"
That's what I've been told
By a young rich homie with
A chain full of gold
Still got 'em in my phone
Under "Money Maker Jones"
Everybody for

while the
Rest of y'all are just kneeling
Like some bumps now I'm
Feeling like this song
And I'm dealing the dark death to
All of those that would come

aves
My freedom, I'm flying on beats when I'm writing
Me, I'm a zion, a beast in the night an'

When she calls me, she don't call me Rayn
Mix the songs

Said I am who I am
Cause of who they isn't
It upsets they stomach
I'm at a new pace widdit
I might test they budgets
I can't be fooled by image
I

time
When you're not having fun
Remember how we always were together
They used to say no one would see us coming one by one
There was a time when I

your hub caps
Go to war it's a blood bath
Competition they don't want that
Thought that I wouldn't re up
I look at the sky like we up
Look at the records

it down! HIT RECORD!
And back away... My intestines are fastening laces,
Intolerable to fucking untangle.
These vigilant eyes can't keep off

Jimmy Johns, waited tables for a while
Dropped a record with my brother made some shirts that said All Smiles
Never thought it'd be my life, to talk about

(This coffee break is sponsored by Green Hour Coffee)

Come on
Yeah
Bro you stacked out the STAPLES without doing a song
Was on Channel 5 and 11

It's a loveseat cruise
Take off your shoes and step inside it

She got a loveseat, yeah
She got a loveseat, mmmm

So put that record on
Maybe that

Taste the Floor

Razor

Violent Restitution

1990

message is blunt
They make their money, but they're doing it wrong
Kissing ass and writing radio songs

Bying their records and seeing their shows

a cave
Now the fire into flame, empire in a blaze
(We need water)
Settle by the seaside, seas rise, ice caps
Only room for babies in the life raft (Run)