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My thoughts, dreams, plots, and my schemes
That´s whats on my mind when I toss in my sleep
My heart like my pen when I jot and it bleed
My cart full of sin, when I shop it’s a spree
I got some new leads, I´m like "What´s the word with you, sir?"

You just moss on a tree, I’m not concerned with you
I leave the curb when I´m crossing the street
I´m watching out for the mark of the beast
The badge on the policeman, black carpenter pants
A half ounce in ´em, another half ounce in my fleece
And on account of this, my nigga, count me out of this
I´m out with the breeze, I´m dodging county, it´s a thousand degrees
It´s back alley shit, my nigga
My eyes wide open, I’m sleepy, I’m on a highway
Paul Giamatti, a nigga was sitting sideways
Bubbling a Skully, but travelling through the Tri-state
The trouble pen the gun, hear it clap and it make my mind race

Back and forth
I blaze forth, keep your torch
Got your bosses on my plate, motherfucker
I wasn´t born
Mama snatched me out the motherfucking stork on a Friday
Nigga, say that shit to my face