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Is it just dance floors? It's just music. Is it just a groove? It's just music. Another Life, This may have been different. Going back a bag four, now we counting eighty Crumbs. Hit it then just throw it, my pastor In jail and now I'm sprung. Got the block with the scar, no more chugging Whipping dope, I'm half a nasty, Clouds of smoke climb out my throat. Hit the funk through my nose, shot call body Knows. Took a bath, wow, how? You should know left me sore. Freaking out, my dad was in her teeth, you Know the apple house. Reaching for the answer, so blew my fucking future Out. He was acting ghetto, boy, my nigga wanna Chase some paper. Without me, I'd be in rhyme, Fucking counting all them papers. Even if it be before, all you hoes, I know your heart. Secondhand your shitty drawers, Just know that I'm spot. Never thought I'd fucking smoke a sucker from the Straightest When you hear me blow my you better Be relaxing it. Hoes just wanna down us down, don't know what This shit about. If down to fucking town, I'm bound to make you niggas sad Discovery and truth is not a question of Intelligence. It's intelligence, not intellectual ability or Intellectual intelligence at all. Because if it were, I mean, there's so many People who would really Want to kill him Hey, Hey, Make it lit, way make the whole check. Now my thang, finna go bang, bitch, I a woman stain. I drive the same, three-four-two, On the crush and I lean back. Like a mac, on the shit, fucking fat, Second time. Give me tricks, then I freak, nigga the same Way. Always dark, never day, pow, Pow, what you got? I can't get, so I take, hit the block On a sunny day. Hey, Damn it, lame, now it's later, nigga I'm slave Rapper. Like a jail thang, way, Way, camping at your brain. Pop, pop, hear you drop, that's what you don't Want from mine. When you see your bloody, buddy, Buddy coming, get your song. It, lame, now it's later, nigga I'm a slave Rapper. Like a jail thang, way, Camping at your brain. Pop, pop, hear you drop, that's what you don't Want from mine. When you see your bloody, Buddy, buddy coming, get your Song