The message I'm trying to give to my audience is not one
I'm just trying to make them understand me as a person
Excavate what I can
How you 'gon allocate me my own fuckin' land?
Reanimated, I once had kicked the bucket
I'm back cuttin' up a list of reasons I love my mother's laugh
The best one is that's just what it is
Can full of crumpled sheets, I need another draft
Put it on my tab
It get ugly huggin' on that cold mug or flask
The folly of man, I found my father in my furtive glance
Furrow brow, and back warmer than I was
Fo' and further trends
Mutin' one to ten, the only difference is the circle
Boostin' signal virtue to the kid
He implement it as a bigger person
Sword tip pointed at the voices, long nights
The candlestick all wick, short highs
I see you where the palms rise
Some people job is to fall, walk light
Otherwise stomp
Troglodytes need the lights off
You keep your sharks bitin', shine on
Inspire more with your time
I'm in to win like Wichita
Told Al keep the griddle hot, and shouts to Spittle
Shouts to all my niggas gettin' by, dreams of livin' large
Streetcar called pride droppin' niggas off in the morgue
It's no free rides out here anymore
But it never really was
It's not normal, but I swear this shit is regular
Free the ruler
I thought I told you to stay off our turf
What would you know about turf, skipper?
Let's end this, sheriff
Let's dance
Whoa there!
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