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freedom or jailtime is money just for bail
hey let me sell your style rocking bells to get buckwild
feel it in your face as if its was life
sh+tting on the tape for perfection i do strife
all my life on the hunt to hit suckers with a blunt pun punk
your face is a skunks son first time on the gun
have you seen the sun, from now on it’s straight fun
nine to five is minus four so what you want more?
smoke peace, l!ck frogs, oil the hinges of your doors
f+ck the roumors, your’e dope like dope for toumors
what the f+ck do more, print a story of applause
biblically stupid is what you did on the mic
pause your yappin’ and i keep packing this illicit words slappin

cascades of different shades mascarade the tides of norman bates
the way the feds f+cked with me is straight up aids
ways of f+ckery either nightmare or lottery
it ought the be like the air around the pottery
archery shots once around the world and back to fort+knox
hot shots or just roaches that ought to be chopped
notorious nut, by ingloriuous cuts
that had me to be bucked, are locked of to cut off left over sl+ts
top notch hot box but no money for a drop+top
scr+p that my old roadbox gets be to the spot
unplug hardrocks and serv’em on the rocks
there’s a limit to put a little flavour to the rut
put put oh man look a chicken and a sl+t
hidey hidey hoe, your mom ain’t a hoe
and looks good in the cabrio

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