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odds against Ye Its slaughter ever since the day I opened up that midnight marauders Now its gon be a problem like a brand new installment from the late great Mr
[Diverse] My mind compliance like a science Analyze my data, not a fader on the face of the earth Can blend rhythms like my will, surreal spinnin Ever
up to Oprah, the whips pull out like a leather sofa Coolest n-gga couldn't hang with me like Mr.cooper Super duper, need a pooper scooper I'm the shit
her across the Sahara (Bitch!) You aware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants Got a habit
, when my fo-fo spit Black shirt, black jeans, black boots, black whip Black mask, paif of black leather gloves for my grip I don't need no print, a killer with a
trophies and put 'em all in a coffin get in and close it Expose all the nonsense they don't hear the lines then They gonn' see the fine print for they
hoes' got raped Mr. no prints, the reason one time runs out of yellow tape Fuckin' with a half deck, havin' niggas on hush Smokin' a bowl that I re-dust
crazy but you been mad since brenda had a baby (91) i'm just a offspring member of the 80's get surrended to a lady get offended if they play me (woo) i know a
end, The words on the page, Make you no man's friend, Change a man's fate, With a drop of a line, What your gonna write about next time, Bite like a
he can, That's Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Holding up the Planet, a surfing Highwayman, moving money just for fun, Oh Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Mr
a team of fuckin' gangsters West coast freestyle bangsters Kickin' a foot up in yo ass like Pele And prosecute like the muthafuckin' D.A. I'm rollin' a
to outrun white noise from my tv keeps me numb Mr. disgusted, fortified, ill as confunksion God's son, not a martyr but a fresh working member of a collective
it out and save the trees we hoppin' out like the mystery machine my eyes be the size of mr.meahgi's squinting to read the fine print on the wide screen
' give a reason to sleep, nigga Or bustin' massive 'round some S.K. My last trip to A T L, I fucked yo' cascade I'm strippin' bitches and I'ma ball fucker with a
keep gettin knocked 'cause you a part time dealer, prob'ly a part time pops Not a part time killer, but them dudes is full time cops Make a hustle stupid
to put on faces, walk in the wet and the cold And look forward to my growing old. ----Mr. and Mrs. Garvey from a 1960s recording that has been out of print
simple as that, I'm never givin' half to a rat I'd rather bam in your face with a bat You get tied down to the tracks Used to make a living cookin' coke