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    Earth and related dimensions

    Are you out of your fucking mind
    It ain't shit on earth that you can't possibly do around here, or possibly say
    If you don't know about these fuckers, then they're going to blow you out the way
    Man motherfucker, this the Kids These Days. Yeah!

    Then say no more, this is what I'm here for
    I leave 40 niggas sitting by the airport
    I'm on the redeye flight the next morning
    10 Deep tee-d up, all black chucks and jeans so g'd up
    Bossed up the bad ones get tossed up, and tossed out
    Ain't shit to talk about. Flossed out lambs get crossed out
    Kill a show, nigga leave the whole crowd chalked out
    Walked out like it ain't shit happened
    Niggas listen when it's Vic rappin'
    No need to ask when the show, show me the cash I'm in the shop like the heat of blast, Pop!
    It's like ten dead bodies in the weekend, so don't tell me that I'm tweakin'
    Niggas set 'em up left this whole shit leaking, we ain't on that we just blow it back

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    Tell it like it's me, and you, just doing the shit that we do
    If you smoke, you drink, or give a fuck about what they think
    I tell them what's up, what's good
    Can't stop me but they wish they could
    Won't try me but I wish they would

    Call it 'ghetto music' because it's just that hood, look at it like

    L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-live from the past

    Dream big, live fast, die young, crash the moon
    And only pray to Jesus at the times we need atonement
    I swear I'm to the point where home is like the omen
    Slow dancing with the devil, but don't stop me now I'm Sondheim
    What's the problem, niggas want to get jumped like Shonen
    When in Rome bring that shit to the mother fucking Romans
    A hundred niggas laid to rest beneath the slave ship
    I see em in my dreams on a grave ship
    They say the ends coming soon
    I can't stop watching it with my eyes closed
    Lined up presidents wearing blindfolds underneath the black ditches
    We speak soft but funny, act vicious
    We made them check to distract bitches
    Was taught to be cold blooded cuz loves this thing about you that you play
    You can't be Romeo and Juliet and love until the grave
    This is the final hour
    The last chapter book of Revelation
    Tell them that I'm coming book your reservations

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