Live From The Villa

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Black beam and death alley
Couple of nigga dirt mixed with some hays
Back to basic
I’mma trace it on my other days
And I’m getting in the jersey
But she may play over the Lord’s shoulders
Playin’ casquettes, basckets
From the flash and the blood
Playin’ ass
The bitch is smashin’ in the bathroom
Bend it over like it’s Smacks boom
And a pack of joints
Fuck you pussy
You deserve …
Can’t control your blood
And  you keep the matches moist
And this motherfuckin’ got his voice affected

The whitest on the scale
Dice fell
911 like Seinfeld
The climate in the white cell
Is told like a large tale
See the story
And love it whenever you get stormy
And trust the 740
And tell me , sniff 20s
My bitch is pure country 
Her  ass is like a donkey
I calmly tap a dime like Fonzie
Fly sweater Bill Cosby, vials of wobbly
Chronic diamonds in her I.V.
You Simple Simon rhymin', 
My shit is Tai Chi
Die a G, supply the fire weed, dispensary
My pitch is to get real upon entry
This can't be life, it's real, pinch me
No man can go against me, 
I squeeze the M16 intensely

Michael Myers is with the NASCAR
See I got to rap the mascot
Cause we  made a sip of scotch
Look what I became
You feel all the defenselessness
You saw a nigga’s 12 shelves on the ground in a chamber
Black baby Jesus and the major
Strangle niggaz from the every body
Cut to my wrist
Diamond is suicidal
I’m like my women , librarian, veterinarian
Symbolic topics singin’ like the Dell findings
Scheme like a gipsy
Whisk away hoes
You can miss me with that fuck shit
Fuck boy
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