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- on sunday i wake up, count my blessings thank the lord
- and then roll up me my herbal, acting like erkel
- i wanna amass the mass as one and blast our ass'
- to the future, sunday thoughts got me less ignorant
- if you voted trump you already signed ya waiver, its end game
- cause wise guys be falling in are favor, adding more open
- eyes it may seem that we're ready now, if we wait longer you'll be seeing nukes
- come down, i aint clowing around, and now stand back, im about to
- flip the whole track, cause my mind says freak it like that, pussy, money
- marijuana are the future thats facts if it ain't already that, i sit back and
- handle my sack wit a slight steez she arched her back and it pleased me
- in the moment hitten stank pussy so greasy i am, italian poet man,
- napoli don focus, sicilian blood got me ready and potent to strike at
- any one sneak dissin on the mic you entice me to write just stop all
- the hatin no debatin i aint you im just me, as kurt cobain said
- come as you are so you see here i am just a man who's plan
- got outta hand but im destined for glory man ill pen this story and
- make sure i leave out no details throughout my life i had to prevail
- through the struggles that held me stagnant why everybody wanna
- bag on me, thinkin back to days playing panther football
- i was always the oddball, thats what made me stall i cant stand
- up for myself unless im behind the mic or with my homies who
- really know me, like sosa remy and ody, spill liqour for my homies
- up in heaven we miss ya, wish you could still be in the picture today
- at times my mind goes astray and i can't portray what i wanna say
- correctly, can someone resurrect the old me so i could show the homies
- how i was this is'nt me this is all i wanna be, so contradictive im a hard
- person to live with, man the shadows never give in, i see a small orb
- so i headed it towards it, a green light it shined so bright i went to touch it
- and it spoke, it said stay woke, i was high hell no joke.
- Mary jay open up my third eye baby
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