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2015 Tyler & Earl
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Ameer Vann
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They say, "Don't throw stones if you live in a glass house" Well, I live in a glass castle So I'm launching catapults and flaming arrows I hope it's not a hassle 3 A.M., pupils the size of pennies Mixing tabs with the Grand Slam from Denny's You know I pay my meal in all twenties Every chance I get, I'm yelling out, "Free Titus" Rappers spit sh*t, give them lame gingivitis So try this, a samurai in Sk8-His Like futuristic snake eyes, I'll serve you with some steak fries Out in the tropics teaching shamans 'bout the great skies Trading knowledge for hеrb and jewels, what a great prizе I'm getting baggy eyes selling dimes late at night I'm just tryna get my payment right It's all about the payment, right? Taking sections of pavement, every movement is sacred Puppet masters tell the [?] Pack a tool for your safety 'Cause these sc*mbags will get to tweaking and shaking A new youth in the nation taking it all with the billions Just save it, don't spend it All I want is a million played Grammys and plane tickets Bong rips to my cerebellum They always know what I mean, I don't really gotta tell 'em Scrawling writtens on the vellum Survival of the fittest, run a marathon, why you kick a flagellum? Put my katana away, the [?] and the play The fiends won't wait, so I gotta move weight Pick up a few zips, that's the bags and the milk crate Trap house jumping like Jordan, so I skate I done lost my mind 'bout a week ago, 'bout a week ago, about a week ago Rolling through your city and we creeping slow Getting accustomed to crime, but I ain't tweaking, though, I ain't tweaking, though, I ain't tweaking, though Dodging cops and always grinding for the love of my people Pockets stuffed with paint pens and papers A villain with the [?] and flow lighter than vapor Black magic attack on the track with no crack Just the chronic, Shawn Kemp, I'm supersonic Got mad gems that drop and stones to throw We're all black and I'm high like a murder of crow Don't you know? That's how by, hit ollies over potholes Drag my feet in streets and it would never crush my Doc soles
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