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Verse 1
Gold plated crown embezzled
Red beryl and Painite brain tight
Crown holder sound boulder
Biting canines crack teeth wack athletes
This a long run
The marathon is on son turning these fruits to grape wine
No glitter no bitter taste I get rid of waste to make the Tape shine
Age wise I’m wiser than blazed minds
Made right no gps
Devious premium packaged helium
Why so serious why so delirious A man of age
Managing handling like driving in the rain
Graveyards filled with brave hearts and fake hearts
Graveyards Filled with Kings and golden rings
Clothes that stink and bones that reek
What am I supposed to think
As if I didn’t wanna be formed to ashes with has been
What has been will always highschool laughs in the hallways
Fall days or days with a small pay it’s all straight
Cause we the kings
Verse 2
Safe to say the hate a form of reverse love
Hold no grudge nor judge just know won’t budge
Knee deep in mud labeled a savage but
outside so they lies don’t really mean much
Or add up mad stuck let they escape
Bad luck or math suck either way we don’t relate
Besides winters and stemple stay in my scape
Olemac on the chop he know I crave my space
Should time travel mind gravel leveled landscapes
Machete swing detach .5 your upper face
Ugly part of the life that’s unseen
Can’t sleep, when I do all I see lost dreams
Offspring Martin Luther King’s side string
Lineage kings no mistake fate giving
Toast the fam crooked still skeptic
Til in and back out the box repeat the method
Small circle squares no appear nights
Out as we in no spot repeated twice
Isolation solidifies my paradise
Partially the price to me no sacrifice
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touched
02:47
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Verse 1
Touched as a kid, so hard to trust you dig
Held that hinderance for decades let it go b live
Swig from this bottle still hallow spliff lit
Rein forecast tomorrow race back on armored
Storm never a bother neighbor Dexter grind
Clinical brought up still love harbor
anchor no suicidal nature but failed in all a failure
Destructive behaviors self medicated hiatus
Flying dogs beta hoes slumped in Vegas
goggles alcohol decaying in places
16 bit sega vision daily basic
Encourage by friends that keep me wasted chase this
Another day stretching feeling like shit
Functional but can’t sleep abit
Face in the sink on edge at the brink
To lose it all or turn it round head on spin
Verse 2
Wallowed in its gold glow drowned in its gold flow
Unleashed, untamed, unbridled in heat GONZO
Word to Steadman foaming head dead
Or good as be if not should be done with-lead
Take me out this misery the devil’s reject
Out rem at nights to chills cold-sweat
Address with it green steam that's the offset
Put it off for later hours those hours that ain’t come yet
With 2 to cover under frail wings success
Hard to notice when you live check to check bogus
Future bleak hopeless marching over
Last of a dying breed no weapons soldiers
Slave per say no change filtered grace
Tiptoeing hiding face
ain't the time nor place so they say but who they
been afraid but it all changes here today
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bleeding thoughts
01:16
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Verse 1
Bleeding thoughts dirty bondage dipped in salt
Dust hashes from the grinder that’s time lost
Off the high top now the waves back lord
Corner store rap pass off quickly deadly score
Sabotaging bars, no, translated codes
Flip mode them Busta known mimic pros
If I put it on the map its dead months old
Only off when I’m with the kids I live in the zone
Does I yes high only really listen Simone
With a Nina on the intro when I’m home alone
Real no Silone microphone killer drones
Poem they bad to bone marrow homes
Trying to cut it down be modest stay out of scope
How kingpins get caught casual move low
Flip another script rein monsoon
Heroes getting splashed protect your costumes
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Verse 1
Now ifyou exist than show me your teeth
Heart beat beneath a frozen reef
No faith so how could I believe?
Full deck intellect under the sleeve
I'm zoning in and out hart pitter patter
Unknown attacker collecting metadata
Venture out the echo chamber, If you feel a lone dial an operator conversation hot potata,
Nice to everybody gave my neighbor a now and later
Alpha omega with a broken legga, gone for now open later
When the beast is in the house no god no sleep
A cold track from ole Mac , you could OD
I sauté the sacred , hold nothin holy
Dressed like Shinobi on a quest like Jarobi
Give me all the macaroni homey, only the lonely
Verse 2
Crack another bottle welcome to the freak show
Red eyes Hi, your guide high as usual
Gravity bong deflate these bitches egos
00 weng weng nigga getting a sequel
Mid-evil blast that ass fast for a little cash
80’s porn mustache Stallone’s eye glass
Hoodie champion yup thoughs on self destruct
Mute voices of advice use gas like trucks
Never left y’all forgot forget vacant not
Kept my parking spot grip the pen and jot
Life on the line for putting life on the lines
Faulted by design honest with all mines
Attach your clique a bitches make y’all a centipede
Foulest weed bronco steed ride follow
High chances gon bleed diseased sixteen
Halloween lsd bitches E
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radio is still dead
03:25
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Verse 1
Deceitful facial features passing in the Buick regal
Etta James on blast at last my people
Getting a little light hope the money too like sequels
Split it with my nearest no interference less we equal
Trip with the tucked misses Fargo’s snow
Blood trail follow my mode freezing cold
olive gray wardrobe to the vans on my stroll
Life on the side, she quiet playing her role
This 87 feels like heaven reving her engine
95 ride heading home from sinning
Each a new beginning rest fresh back inning
Eye red man yes time for action
Caption capture a spark chain reaction
Take we no wear pawn them or auction
Pro-choice miss your chance with abortion
pc culture I’m a clueless moron
Verse 2
Ice glacier razor Raekwon dart thrown
Regan economics rappers this a crackdown
48 ain’t enough Dirty Calhoune
Bucky feeling lucky without your camera taken gone
Smoke strong continuous seldom
Low on admission curriculum blazed lungs
Dyspnea on exertion so I pack a gun
Getting sorta bad I had to break mid cum
Candlelight write difficulties within my life
Yet to be address mostly out of spite
Ain’t got the answers so fuck giving advice
Decorated in my fuck ups yeah in denial
Millions miles from the start heart cast cold iron
Saving private Ryan odds deadly science
Another mission part three sworn in alliance
Back by demands no pc retarded
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halfway flag
02:23
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Verse 1
Half way down the flag swings guided by with the wind
Battle cry apartide the struggle festers thin
Bridges bridged within delegated by wins
Lost sins of course begins the end
555 on my clock dial Miles conjuring
Fire fired past intent intense hustling
Fuck it product of environment it move bust it
For now no profit on budget golden nuggets
Rough shit for lack of better terms words flourishes
Any path or pastures his green thumb nourishes
Roll joints thick the point encourages
Third eye’s nourishment which discourages
Prototypes and fucks alikes coveted
Zone out in your bitch moan plus to stay celabit
Screw that pussy bitch lips but after the spliff
555 conception immaculate
Verse 2
Mic check uno dos uno dos
Agua for the soul from the lungs inhaled dust
Cystic fibrosis flem infected pus
Stiff how we move you outridiculous
Missions notorious lil Kim’s side scandalous
Drive bus miraculous aim the game warriors
From cellars to lime light authors best sellers
Offer still stand fellow washed up Carmelo
Carvette off the lot plot kill the ops
Narrow minded sight lock cyclop’s blindspot
Jean grey on my mind Phoenix form my pot
Croc slow cook nonstop this hogwash
Fuck a bikini want a nude car wash
80s short at that exposing my nuts sack
Bobby socks high Reebok sweatshop
Grilling the man in the mirror the skin a mismatch
Fearing the fairest the world a bearing a mishap
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Verse 1
Double dog off the wagon I had a rough night
Bic flicks that sound inhale resume flight
Alone usual secluded plight due now
555 out everything looking gold wow
Find excuses to fuck up but create this
Worse curse verse judge the gapple bitch!
It's an ongoing, really my nigga no easy fix
She pilled out a zombie pushing kids
Where they going who know time pushes on thou
Pen still leave mark swordsman Zorro
Anti hate hate the world no hero
Somehow this zero amount to more than his ego
Did it all between my bath & my bedroom
Odor a weed, money costume
What that hiding demons can't consume
That fuels the wrong its on i'm really doomed
Chorus
Victim's complex nah we all prospects
Can't escape the jects a thought-process
Verse 2
Niggaz back for spittage bitches back for footage
Can't lose all real coded no gimmicks
Compressional bars stress game fucked up a mess
Bloody eyes relapse a crotch just being honest
Psychotic promise trying feel feel ominous
Volatile no baiting my conscience
Jenna Jameson prom dress deep perverted
No guide handcrafted way outskirts skills
Pass off the baton hand off race ongoing relays
Replayed on repeated on my days no showing
Drunk and drugged out in regrets parlayed
Knowing what awaits good time to catch a fade
Imposed road chose ain't brink layered
I'm Rick Flair Hulk Hogan all flair player
Dynasty for the kids with broke cheers
Everlasting constantly shifting gears
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