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You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"

I'm not a cocky person by nature

Scaff, be cocky for her!

swirling in the flow
Don't lose your authentic wave
Abiding by the laws
Of nature and the ceaseless rave
You'll see the particles of gold
Lighting up your

calling no patching up
Don't hit my phone cuz your numbers ain adding up
If I start I'm a finish grave digger
My click full of hitters and all of them

a Mod, you'll have to meet me at the quad

You got the best of my loco
I'll take the rest of your showboat
You got the best of my Yoko
I'll take

on the cross

If you are not on the cross
Then I will show no remorse
Tear you up like a divorce
take half you shit then run off

Take half your shit like I'm

you are
A work of art

Cause you are, 'cause you are
A work of art

A hint of blue for your ocean eyes, and golden rays for the hair runnin' down your

get killed
And fuck doing things in an orderly fashion
Let your ass do the walking
I let my fingers do the blasting
And don't never think a nigga take

to the bag
I'm counting up my blessings while your going out sad
Never have I ever wanted something so bad
Go and get your cross cause I walked in on demon

somebody doin' behind your back
They be all up in your face and they be cap and that's a fact
Muhfuckas don't know how to act, pull off in that all black

be twisted like a hanger,
tryna take my thoughts & rearrange them on some paper.
I be brainstorming, mind leaking, rain pouring,
illustrating when my

own strings
I'll save my soul but not by your means and not through no celebrity treatment
Cause they'll take it back, cause they'll take it back, cause

love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he

love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he

a black man boy
Just don't take his life
Cause I 

Cross my heart as she holds the knife
Please let me go leave my soul to Christ 
Seems so far gone but

To find your way home."

As they walk along, how sweet the sound
Church bells ringing, people gathered 'round
"Remember this church, and the cross 'way up

Put It Down

Cypress Hill

Kottonmouth Kings

2005

Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down
Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down
And listen up now

Y'all mother

your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,

cross up to the hill of Calvary
Where he had no friends or family by his side to comfort him
The nails were driven deep, he felt the pain inside
His blood

you finish
Over matter the mind over buisness
Cross my t's like a good Christian
Dot the eyes I lead the pencil in
If I draw than that's all your

call off 
You think I'm bout to loose it all
Because emotions on the wall 
My dawg you got it twisted up 
cll up in your feelings 
Get a sippy cup

it
Can you feel it
I can feel it
Call me the Samurai Son
When you cross the line and
take what's mine
Your trouble has just begun

Walkin'

burning up the pyre
Putting me to rest
Take my heart
For your own
My body's gone
Rotting in a flower bed of older songs
Feeding up a forest of a love all

Half Moon Bay [Bonus Track]

Train

Save Me, San Francisco [Expanded Edition]

2009

José
Met the right girl and it sounds cliché
But we decided not to take it slow

I said "Why wait you're my soulmate"
Took her by the hand in the golden

contradictions
Jesus died on the cross, come to him and he'll forgive
Jesus died on the cross, all of this is inscripted
Have faith in our God, take up a Bible