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Coming to the right
Spittin' up them rhymes
In the club faced, lost track of my mind
Shots go down at pace, Ciroc's chilled at all times
Every night's repeat, you got I got mine
to the right place
Spittin' up them rhymes
In the shit faced, lost track of my mind
Shots go down at quick pace, Ciroc at all times
Every night's repeat, you got yours I got

[Verse: 1 - Joe
Just in the car with blunts and homies too
Yeah, may all seem familiar
'Cause it's what we do
Never stray too far from staying young, is the attitude
It's why we everyday the same and that's the virtue
You seemed so certain why we've made the
mental pictures, the predictions one day
We'll all be dead of an affliction
But they searching, to find the man
But he is just a corpse, and now reincarnated
And now about to make the most, of his chance
At second glance, when really changed at all
I'm still the same, it's what's
That makes the human after all, it's make
But you and me just go to my car
And go away, escape the daily, the only the stars
You've always been the kerosene, I am the
We are a match, it's perfect
But our chemistry just isn't going to
apart, we have the power
To amazing things, but when you're with me
a spark that ignites self induced bombings

[Verse: 2 -
one hold up your cup
Celebrate you know we it, I might kiss the sky
The skyline shine off of my limo painted
Black, black Italian leather windows tinted
diamonds off my wrist
It's just a about that life we living
You I kill it, I'm going to win it
Express delivered, on it's grind
I smell that purple that double zipper
Coming to you soon, no or an era fitted
Still littered illicit shit bitch
'Cause I like things are permitted
So sleek it's a crime, unique as rarest of
Sativa greener Greenpeace
I'm reg' as the tides
Don't lie, no guy could rise
And take you as up to this occasion than I
So let's have a toast to the
'Cause I'm a, a big
Head turner who'll push
Canadian kid with pen to commit murder
No you can't handle this
You're not the of learner
I'm lining six on the table bitch
Don't need a burner
'Cause I'm stuck within confines
are in my mind, a lyrical mine
Spittin' up the gold an that I might find
Taking cities by storm, let's make this place alive
Just give me till nine, you can bet your life we'll do it
'Cause you never know
When I've tripped off to blow
of times I've stopped myself
I'm thinking God only
I go slow, save my ego
Maybe out and compose
joke, bitch I'm the bomb I'm blowing up like C4

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