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no longer pray
My world has turned so grey
Another day another problem
Hunted by my fucking marksmen
I do this too damn often
If you see me it'll be

your arms by fate (By fate)
I zip through space
From place to place
I landed in your arms by fate
It’s like my signals lost
The room it fills with frost

about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper

like Mya as they prize
If you a rider down to ride don't go ghost come ride
Corrupted by these grams so in a instant we go live
We documented on camera

the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch

You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I

Counting up rolling a lot of weed
She said she ain't used to the finer things
When it come to this money I get it by any means
And I get it by any means
For

ain't calling quits
If I throw it, tell me can you handle it ?
Need me a stress reliever
A 'lil sip sip and a zip of sativa
Follow me. I know the way.

Spent six whole months sleeping on a pullout couch
Bag of chips, netflix, and an alcoholic grouch
Developed a serious back problem due to my slouch

Spent six whole months sleeping on a pullout couch 
Bag of chips, netflix, and an alcoholic grouch 
Developed a serious back problem due to my slouch

Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Heard they

THINK MYSELF TO BE, OH!
THEY GROUCH ABOUT ME
MAKING NASTY GUSTY BLARES
IN A WAY I'M NOT SO DUMB
BUT I WISH
I COULD BE SMARTER THAN NOW
I'M READY TO USE

(What the fuck Dell)

I be moving pills and xans
Call me Candyman
I be smoking fat backwoods stuffed with candyland 
Pasto by the fucking zip, you

stretch me
And mane the police on my trail
I pray them bitches dont arrest me
We gone kill em one by one and we go by two and we go zip the dog
Hold on hold

rather rust than run
It's easier to lay on the couch
I'm happy just being a grouch

Won't let you in
You might be an enemy
Won't let you in
You might be

waste 
I'm toxic and foul 
Surrounded by nothing but trash 
Like Oscar the grouch 

The television melt your vision
Now your sockets are gouged 
You're

Pullin' on my Johnson
Everybody wants some
Cuz they running their mouth
So constant
Callin' me Oscar the grouch
Behind the cell phones on they couch

Dope Game

South Park Mexican

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I

the culture 
Like I’m sculptor and I’m vulgar 
Attacked by the sulfur 
I suffer 
Strikes like thunder 
Getting ulcers 
(Ouch)
A Slouch like Oscar the grouch

a mess on your leather couch
And you’re feeling mad,  like a mean old grouch
Baby don’t you be no fool, just fuggetabout it

When your mother-in-law wants

a triangle that means change you can studyEcho is the bounce of a sound that won't endFoxtrot is a dance or comic by Bill AmendGolf is like croquet but with

Reflections

Mystik Journeymen

The Black Sands ov Eternia

1999

brother on the watch
On the clock of life, the mirror view
The clearest of reflection
Inspection of the lie that lies deep behind the stressin'
And it's

Finna double it up
If I wasn't with Fez I was trappin alone
Zip after zip did that shit on my own
Been Rappin & Trappin since bout 2015
Made every single

just go by
But it feels so slow (Slow)
Hard to let shit go (Go)
Never see me sober (Sober)
Hard to let shit go
Never get no closure

Told my mama we gone

Uh, who ya grabba man
Tryna scroll this Lala can
Gotta zip
You Gotta bic?
If you will
Inshallah that saying
Yea, so who ya grabba man
Tryna scroll