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shawties I'm hearing the bell from my time
Saved by the bell now I'm zack morris
Tension
Whole lotta tension
Moving in silent don't need the attention hall

plague, back on my 2nd estates

The Age is Dark
I'm the first and the last King
Know what I mean, with
Some of the illest deacons as Queens
No discussion,

double
I got this shit right up out the rubble
Your bitch on my dick she blowing bubbles

Bitch I don't wanna cuddle (Hey, hey)

Go back to your main man,

nothin’
Boy, don’t you forget
All by your damn self
But still am legend
And your dog is dead
Guess you’re like Will Smith
Let me hit my dance
Get jiggy with

go out then sun tin go down
It take twelve and it come back round
What's that? Darkness
What's that? Darkness

This is the story of
So careful pon

 ten
Dope boys never got a deal
Real ones had to take a plea
Fuck these bitches by the three
I kept it real with my niggas
I had to bargain with

walker, Rolling
To let this scepter show
Where superstar live, Under Modesty

A beast out the sea, two witness
Mother Earth, Father Dragon

(fade out- verse

lulla, lullla lullaby
My sweet little Baby, what meanest Thou to cry?

Three kings this King of kings to see
Are come from far
To each unknown, with

like three shows in Texas
Sold it out in Austin
Put the homies on the guest list
I'm in the van in Oklahoma bumping TI
Rolling trees on my diploma on my

vacant
Niggas beef on the double for cheese
Add bacon

My uncle said, "Live by the gun, you die by the gun," so I gotta gun
'Cause I gotta push your

settle for more 
All about business live by the Pacific I'll put you right under the floor
Yeah
Going gang land got ya gang banged
Understand man I'm

live by 4 words nigga fuck you pay me
And we ah hit you up with 3 Fives like a 8fy
Throwing up the 6 need 6 rings like Tom Brady
Luca Brasi Flow this for

and anchored in love
Dependent on his endless grace
Boxing Satan as we run this race
The work is done and can't be undone
God has won and adopted his sons
When

And all that you behold
Though it appears without

It is within
In your imagination
This world of mortality
Is but a shadow

So you can change the shadow
If

Parents split young I was always on the go
Leaving double lives I was rich and I was broke
House on the hill apartment 3rd floor
I didn’t choose this life

near 'cause I can't play this like I'm into now
My Aladdin's lamp is down and I got a fear
Oh
Baby right here

Giving up
You're looking into windows
Yeah

whack job masked by all my insecurities
Vicariously livin' through your social security, yeah

Cause I'm a conman
I prefer con-artist
I write tall tales

Run down to the bagel shop to grab me an ET
Sometime 'round quarter to three
When they call my order out I see you perceive me
Stand up before I can

One More for the Ocean 

One more for the ocean, one more for the tide.
One more to be washed away with all my pain and pride.
One more lump of coal

done
Guess I was always just looking for you, but it was easier said than done

Seven years later at 3am I sit here writing you this song
Only problem it

time

3 days out from the dry Groom Lake, no water could be found
Buzzards called and the coyotes began to howl
I prayed to God, when my horse kneeled,

but not mines black

Seen a lot cats get yak (for all of that)

Ain't no gettin back, this the shit that comes wit this pack

Three things, guns

the tag-team
What's up now? jump down, stuff they cant breathe
Yo! you kno the routine, the demon effect
Please, dont step, you wanna be one of my pet peeve's

read all the signs 
I can always feel a switch
I done seen my friends die 
Same ones still live 
Know they pray for my demise 
So they tryna starve my