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playing chess
Sies siete ocho nueve y dies
On the block
Like it’s nightmare on elm
Blowing gas
You could tell by the smell
Prade my glasses we seeing shit

the floor
You can’t keep a good man down
All your fighting talk won’t mean a thing
If you can’t last the round!

Hold steady, hold steady
Let’s bring it home!

the fruit loops,
The dangerous things weh dem put ina we foods
Dem nuh abreast suh me know seh dem confuse
Cause them cyah understand the knowledge weh dem

why me a move tight like shoes lace
Mi nuh too phase by the hype
Stay inna my lane and survive it coming like
Mr chin round deh a bun herbs caa all a di

ride the boat
Smoke gas like black and mild

Percocet & xannys got designer by the pile
Married to the money
Walking down the isle

If you trapping who

I'm talking more by myself 
Less round' everybody else 
Oh everything's quiet either way 
I could sing let my baby stay 
Please don't take her away

learn ya best lessons
The Funkiness professor here to put this class is session
The truth can make you sigh and sometimes cry and even die
Me oh my, I'm

do is criminal
Critical when I’m moving
If you broke, what you doing?
Doughed up heavily influenced
16 Gold Teeth and a Cuban
Blower by my dick for

a thousand lies

But this time he is surprised

Cut the alibis from my eyes

From my eyes

Eyes

One sample of your wit

You ask me round to baby-sit

Just sat

Our nature does not change by will.
In the winter, 'round the ruined mill,
The creek is lying, flat and still
It is water,
Though it's frozen.
So,

Well I ́m from the Midwest I know enough to cut a path around a wood chipper
Be careful of any conversation a man starts by callin' you skipper

Harvester of masses
Round them up by classes
Eviscerate
Biased views
Twisted thoughts from the left and right

Regurgitate their putrid thoughts

I'm getting nervous when you're round 
But stand my ground and even tho we ain't allowed 
I'm Throwing parties by myself yeah 
RSVP It's BYOB 
You

shooting motherfucking live rounds
Don’t play yourself, you make a simple mistake it gon be your last
Way too mussy streets is way too fucked up
They sent

a backbone

And although you want out
You wanna keep your reputation
Though you want out
You gotta follow regulations now
Hello everybody
In these times

a fight
To stay strong and carry on
But I know it's all I can do
Since you're long gone
Long gone
How do I move on
Summer came round
Still waiting by

the thoughts in my mind, time
Racin and racin' on by
We, all want what we can't have
Scared that fame and the money turns to rehab
Loved you too much now I'm

drinking
Effects on myself, mass appealing
I know it ain’t in you
Think of the shit that we’ve been through
You cried out to me too
Knew it was all new
It

round inside me
Overlooking the bay, I breathe the sea spray
And I'm taking the plunge. New life has begun

So smile, it's another day. Smile you've found

you friends
You’re too kind
I’ll see you by
That neon sign
And you know
That I got
The first round

You wander round
This jaded little town
With all its funny faded sounds
Those were the days
Just trying to make our way
But the memories still remain

asked you for a single favor

Leftover bread boxed by your waiter
Staring at all the out of staters
Why wait to ask me why if I could give up a crumb

tryna hold me down, I guess that’s what you get for selling weight 
And I’m after that bag getting to it like I’m running late
(I’m after that bag getting

[Hook: Mitchy]
It's bigger than that come through
Why would you run from me
Now he dormant, hey wait
No way these gates been open (yah)
This world