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Tryna keep it straight I'm in the moment
Two photos in my memory, I owned it, notice
Drive by through the city, shawty golden
Rollin' in a Royce,

For my baby I'll give my last
These niggas talking cuz they garbage
I make them boys take out the trash
Niggas bringing rats to the city with open arms

was thrown in the bad publicity
Flashback to the time with my Zac Efron styled-hair
I was held back by this fat-assed bitch who's crying (Wait!)
That

York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by

I've been Hawkins comma Sadie, baby
Bowl of M&M's, am I shady, baby
Do I
I fly through space
Flying through space, yeah
And I'm flying through space

the secret potion
It's not too hard
You either have it or you don't
Make a habit on your own
Or get tricked by every rabbit in its hole
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Bash

Autobiographical

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

It's the brown child, better version of the story
Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori
In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake
The greens

baby
At ain't got a call I'm lonely
Trynna lock me up in shackles
Cuz I freed you from me
Ian trynna bash just speaking
Facts getting stress off me
Got

as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons 
That you can see fly by
At night.

wanted a queen that would always stay by my side
But she only wants me over for just one night
Baby we could live lavish, have me cooking in the kitchen

Yea
Yea, Yea 
Yea, Yea

Let me walk through the city where I did it ya'll
Kick it hard, field goals, 50 yards, spit it ya'll
Earn stripes like PHD's

Where'd I fuck it up enough to end up
On Marion?

A strategic retreat
I got deceived by the Dean
Move back to Pasadena
For believers in me
I got a couple

me down
We can run around the city, we can run around the town
Just stay by my side cause you know
Quiero, Quiero, Quiero, Amor
No puedo, no puedo, no

I like fuckin' baby mamas
See, I grew up without a father, he alive, but shit, he gone
Know he proud a nigga winnin', by next winter, he'll be home

contemplate outer space till I can play a show on Neptune
G is a Jesus gone genius, if you sneeze I don't bless you
Ain't easy to appease my piece of mind, I'm

what God gonna say
Se laisser aller à la colère
No matter what you do is maybe all vain
Metaphor of mountain in Arcadia is the space where it happened

that I'm not okay
If I die, shit, I hope I do it fast
30k up on the dash
Shit, I wanna live and make it fast
Track hawk speedin, 48, I bash
I got a 38

Baby it's too late and I just wanna go home now
Baby it's too late and I just wanna be alone now
I just wanna ride around the city in my hometown
I

Ayo, Perfect Fantasy ain't complete without some hyperpop
I gotta show y'all wassup
This... is my... PERFECT FANTASY
Aye ya already know Space Baby

Hollywood

The Luniz

Cydalwayz

1998

hella bold
but I make no progress, never reachin no goals
my potnas they used to, smash and bash
talkin trash wit no remorse cappin on my raps
even

back, so I need some space

Lately, I just wanna be by myself
I can't hold it in, it's burnin' (burnin')
I'm the only one that's earnin'
So, let me

tambourine
Space noise
Head melts
Day-Glo dizziness
Pout pout,
It's the time of our lives!

City of dreams, city of dreams,
City of dreams, city of dreams

some grands
Have sex with hot ladies who got big cans
Big Shug baby, don of Murdapan
With 40 cars, got 40 scars
Got it in smash, spit 40 bars
For all

her top down, baby, she flies
Run run, with the fury of a saint in her eyes
Run run, ha-cha cha cha, bcby, she goes
With blonde hair and a gun
Smcking