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Woah, I’m surprised they still want me on features
Name in the title, that’s a guaranteed ether
King of the jungle, I’m surrounded by cheetahs
I

ain't believing I'm achieving
Retrieving truth
Forty degrees above the heathen
Life I be breathing living and giving freedom
Reaching in the hearts

they tell the truth
They're believing tall tales in their youth
Spewing hatred when they lose an argument 
At their best they give forty percent

Stupid

everybody in arms reach
In the garden of life you plant seeds
With a value of brutality, honesty
Truth might hurt but it set all the bullshit free
I used

to Miles Millar
Speech orgy
I'm fit to be four deep
Sharp like the Shrapnel from a sack of c40
Tackle a plan like an Ivy League sports team
Support me while

change to spend
But forty years had gone by, the dollar was up fourteen percent
Oh

Well, "morning!" crowed the rooster as he boldly fluffed his wings
When

influenced by all the south
That east coast gritty, taught me how to spit out loud
That west coast feeling thats that shit that Im about
See the world in slow

a boss
But it just sounds like (Tartar sauce!)
All these essays don't ever get harder
Taking risks but I ain't no martyr
Lightning in my head like Harry

the cards
Bitch I'm gambit
Growing up
Got influenced by all the bandits
Load the 40
Greasy bullets
Ain't no jamming
1 Band 1 sound
With this cannon
Heavy

Yeah skirt off with dust
Sound like a zoo
Thumbing through blues
Yeah roll me a spliff
Hop in the booth
Telling the truth
Used to pray for better days

one like me like me

I came clear the room
This song goes to you
The passion of my youth
Hiding from the truth
I am not like you
Didn't fall boy I flew

Life has been a freakin mess, since I was a little shorty, by the time that I was fifthteen I had 2 have a forty.
Smokin reefa popin pills was my

sensitve, you say the truth? It hurt dem
Fi write good songs, dem can't find a word
But full o' lectures, when time 'dem surrounded'
By the 'yes men', cause

time like a sheep's bae
cnd every time I hear a sound I be like what'd she say


HOOK 1
Let the music play, Uhn
Let the music play, yeah
Let the music

disappear and I go poof! I can leave your temple with no roof the gun spark in is mouth look like a gold tooth behold truth told generals what they told

the underground
So profound my sound penetrates
The earths core
Flow cold enough to reverse global warming
I talk about faith so they try to ignore me
Without

to somebody who don't love me
Told me you'd be by my side whenever shit got ugly
And i know dark times happen but don't you give up on me
And only time I bless

away
Forty years gone by
You were still alone
Tried to write a love song
Just be yours and mine
No matter what I did
Couldn't make it rhyme

Man I'm so high I feel like I'm 7'2"
And this beat so smooth it sound like heaven do
I'm in pain so I smoke down to the residue
And my brain is

of my dresser
Kick back and relax like I sat in a tesla
My eye got no color surrounded by zebras
Ground got the dancers
My Streets got no answers
They

Perfect World by Richard Schuttler 

Three second sound bites, spin doctors, talking heads
Supply side economics and the vanishing middle class

some dick
But they stay out of town
C.O.T.N. till the ground
In her cuz I love the sounds
I'll invest in pussy for a nigga play me out of bounds
Hold up

you make me proud
But don't get loud, don't let your pride go seep up out your mouth
Flow from the South Pacific, understand my sound specific
Might get

the sounds of it it's paid off
Genius like I'm Mark, B Dot with the Radar
Hit you with the SCcR leave a scar from the fader
Run the data.. yeah, see there's