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Paradox
- Writing rhymes all throughout the night time
- Or I'm roaming through the city tryna fight crime
- "Why don't you let a little light shine?"
- I'm sniffing white lines, they say I must be out my right mind
- So I told 'em it was always left
- I never wear any pair of shoes from Payless
- But I kick flows heavy as the weight requirement
- To sing in choir with the Sunday's Best
- Fuck making they hoes say "Yes!"
- They either tell me "Stop! Don't! No!" or they screaming "No, don't stop!"
- High as attics when I'm smoking on this home grown pot
- I got the Canon but I ain't taking photo shots
- I keeps the 4 4 cocked, make the girating bodies
- Of these homos drop then Tony Romo launch
- My ball sack deep down the whole throat of a thot
- I kill the beat whether my rhymes had a motive or not
- Hook
- And it don't stop, spit flows hot as the stove top
- Blowing pot, toting Glocks, fill ya noggin with shots
- I'm a goblin, you're a goon, I live on top of the Moon
- Clydeology the album &I am dropping it soon
- Rap tight like cacoons high like a balloon
- Full of helium, even quadraphelics be feeling him
- Give em Hell like Charmeleon or the Devil
- In heavenly weather, don't even try, you'll never be better
- I got a song for every letter in Cleverlasting
- You'll get the 13th one whenever you rappers past me
- Never; I'm too stellar, you other fuckers are ass cheeks
- And very soft, like the dairyaire of a Care Bear
- Receiving wear &tear from a pre teen virgin
- Ima need my fair share of the profits for these verses
- My flow's finger licking good like Churches chicken
- Kung fu kicking these lyrical words of wisdom
- So learn &listen, I'm turning crews to murder victims
- I done made the worst decisions like slapping my wife
- When I walk in the kitchen only to witness the sight of dirty dishes
- From serving detention to hurting you little girls in prison
- Bars.. locked in the confines of penitentiaries
- And hopefully they'll set 'em free sometime within a century
- Until then, I'll be sitting in this living Hell
- Tossing all my commissary money down the wishing well
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