(Uncle Lupe) Alright time to go to sleep (Hey Lupe) (Can you tell us a bedtime story?) Ugh, late man Okay, okay, check this out, listen
1] Cold killer, bold old Bold as a with the thickness Old as yellow in a Chevrolet with a stick shift The story his mother left him on a church step First step was out the front door the first left Down the to the spots where the worst kept Thirty years later got a [?] caper To up the scene and scheme Plot, broken all down to two of scotch A pound means now and we too down to Say ya got enough round for two cops Military grade, these things shoot the block Shh threat, The dame hang out like chains round the neck He seen her before, her face don't connect No, so it on the low, go [?] by the arm Looks into the eyes cause these be the charms Sheba, King Tut [?] Tied to a getting burned by [?] [?] well dressed up to run in the [?] The room smells like fresh hand tortillas He the tattoos of real big [?] [?] brother for bad news when his cash rules Are you familiar the shell of the cashews? As he holds the up to the light bulb White girls [?], he stands up runs to the window and jumps Aim for the pool... The impact that almost split him in half Voice from the past did he enjoy the bath with his arm in a cast, hold up
Never what it seems, wanna be seen On the cover of a want big things Everybody big dreams Everybody want bling Everybody be the king bling Everybody Everybody wanna big In the valley of kings and schemes It's never what it seems, wanna be seen On the cover of a Everybody sip lean Everybody want a big Everybody want bling Everybody C.R.E.A.M Everybody have a team Everybody wanna be the Everybody a big scheme in the land of pyramid schemes
2] As he tried to do the math with the fed The contract from here upon your dead The girl at the bar is an underworld Settling on [?] with north Your on the list, kitsch A hundred million worth of high grade fish Tuna, Tokyo worlds biggest consumer A bout a schooner off the coast of Montezuma They say you the throat of a well known Kahuna torched the boat and fled into the Dunya You're hated more a Kahlua pig at a Jumu'ah They want your on a platter, not right now but sooner I got you a .45 and a tuner Wait, wait I've never to Costa Rica And it all comes back Just as falls with a ninja star in his head like Then they slowly the room I grabbed a .45, the stars resume I catch them in the [?] and answer them a blast, blow Three more shots for good Only exit is another window, whatever Short to the roof of the car Then I get in left arm, covered in stars Then a zero to a hundred real quick Look around the car for something else to with headlights in the real view These streets not meant to veer through with just one hand I let go to shoot but the gun jams Mitsubishi not built to Lambs So they raining Rear view explodes from aiming Arm paining, blood draining, for the Louvre Drive right the glass pyramid with dope moves A shook from the landing Driving the Louvre in a rally car with great handling Was at the Lisa the car right in front of [?] have a breather Press play on the radio, voice from the Says get to Belgrade and an ad out in the daily Politika They says for a time call this Ecuador slash Venezuelan chica Next day at the meeted by a greeter who looks Corsican but Greeker A little wearing Michael Jordan sneakers But I follow the 1995 S Class, in the back seat is a man who's car I just crashed Smearcom's alive, audience now wonders how Smearcom Let not be hurt, he taps a metal plate in his head from his Afhganistan work What Visine for red retinas, what else you expect from head [?] Ex-lecturer, at [?], the too secular So now I'm hecker-lers, everywhere Now Smearcom's on the team, so everybody's for the scheme
1] (The chapter in the incredible [?] saga) (Smearcom's back!)
3] Now it's time to this, getting too late for international syndicates To the driver reveals his membership won't end well, he pulls out a gun aims and says (Damn you all to hell!)
2] (Wait, what Uncle Lupe what's going on?) Go to (But what I don't understand) (Please finish the please) Storytime's You for a story I gave you one Take it, take it (This is the worst story ever) Bye
4] [?] saga, is back You really think that he go out like that? under attack, MAC under the back...
3] I'm just playing, it's really you all enjoyed it, man Its the end of the Thank man Height two thirty, Yeah Shout to DJ You how we do Uhh Uhh hah
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