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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, club
Asorted flavours, in they
Inspire young minds, stacked by
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy hands me my wings
When I was yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna
Both and plus, they hoop it up
Got hits in his zip, who want enough
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like T-Vo
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I to live with Tito
But he me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just picture you're self holdin' pies
Impliment a and and you'll surely rise
Just by the man that controls the skies
you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you
...How you feel

We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake
As I it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Hues, part horny, part holy
First on the ramp is the rock and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've biten
But a force be the chocolate critics are written
He insane where his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity you like can of the year
But you should who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
Still thumbing through my like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about didgits
one thing to say that you live it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the faces that's off of our nature
I a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit of Martians
I guess you could say we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with and figure
The and class whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...