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that cake shit
Come from the jungle
Where niggaz was
On that ape shit
Always in trouble
The knuckle
Can be by faces

I ain't even trippin off if I ain't

but was always bout the other
Ima just do me, and thats word to my mother
U tore me apart, now I gotta go recover
I been all alone, ion think I’ll find

Margarita she be sipping by the liter 
She lost balance good thing ima libra

She like how I dress 
Waffle bottoms fit me nicely 
I like she step
She make it

you can't dance,
if you haven't tried, you can't say
that you don't got soul, all you 
gotta do is be you, and just dance


Rap Break:
step by step, one

the pretzals you can't eat, what?

I gotta get outta here
Pass that joint, bitch
Straight up poppin collars for 2002
Pop your collar man

Yo, Sexfinger can you

should look 
By making you out to be 
Their ideal super model 
Because you don't look like 
Halle berry 
You don't look like certain other 
You don't look

we gotta do something
about these stressed angers
but we can't do nothing
cuz we're controlled by rangers
stranglers
who work to cut us off
to keep

turnin up at my first couple shows
I know that I ain’t ever been the type you wanna bring home
That’s why I’m so confused by all the love I’ve been shown
I

baby finna get there anyway

Take a hit 
Pop two hits you feeling it
And we can do this legal bitch
 I smoke until the stock is gone by evening
Lock it

more 
Blowing dro in the wind 
Like I'm Trick and Cee-Lo

I was walking down the path
By my lonely 
4-4 on me 
So please don't approach 
If you don't

JFK, like a plot by the CIA
We ain't dying from the KKK
When that AK spray, they say "ay bay bay"
Stay tuned watch the melee play
Get attached

catch me four nine fivin
Doesn't matter, bitch you dyin
Gettin sold and I be drivin
Aint no movie, no survivin
Contrast the darkest nightened

Guess I had

shawty roll it up for me 

I'm all by myself bitch I do this alone don't got time for the shit 
That people been on they be moving in silence to get to my

loved, I loved my brothers
Loved them like I loved no other

Took me in the palm of their hands
Tried to make me understand
"Son, you gotta do the best you

reserved, quiet, reclusive!
Though, I can't hold back now... I'm bout to be abusive!
But aren't you used to it? Little miss submissive cuck slut?
Take your

the kids be eating vegan lunches
I'm tryna find the remaining bit of the loving

Different Days and new mistakes
You can change and break away
You can fly

need ya, never could destroy it
The memory of you and me, when everyday was joyous
We'll never ever be those kids again and that's annoyin'
Flashbacks

she got ammo (She got ammo)
Got ammo (Got ammo what), Ammo (Click, boom)
Got ammo (Got ammo what), Ammo
Have you ever seen Rambo
Cause I'm a young nigga

away but it's still is hard
Struggling to pay to rent bruh this shit is too mad
Cause you don't know nothing bout the life I've been living
And the only

always sharp and from the heart 
We had a start 
I'm up to par
We gotta acknowledge who we are 
And what we not we'll never be it 
I was always looking

always hatin
Tryna kick a nigga to the curb
I finesse the devil
He can't put up with the footwork
Won't be made a warning of
Before you leap look first

I cower and hide
Can't find no balance between self-loathing and pride

So if you're offering lessons I'd be happy to pay
While my heart is

a lie, but you'll be there to the end
So straight edge, I can never make up my mind
I'll drop you off, then go home and unwind
Shooting up, there's still

see no evil till they do me wrong and that's why

Karma coming back to you in commas kamikaze
Commas by the numbers I ain't talking bout the money
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