Delirium-Willie The Kid
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Set the cafique? you're late
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Hold the floo by the stimm
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Simply O.J mix you with the cold poddles?
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My role models' oasis
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Puff, handrolled cigars have to grutle? cold oysters
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Now that you're too busy to get fresh on boisterous
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I keep the bitch mois unpoisoned
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'my lady can't flow ,shop '
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I'm never staggin' it ,stag about the cheque
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Wipe your smile off our face
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I don't do a lot of jokin'
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Pot,champagne,my niggaz do a lot of smokin'
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Smoke on everything from that low budget area
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Plan the land choppers on aircraft carriers
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Straight to the dug , God returns in my stock
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Comin' from a '
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Stayin' on my smuck
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I'm an artist ,regardless all my nigaz hood doe
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Show me your men ,I can back,at least I can withdraw
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Least we ain't fools 'sober,sell each other out
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And that's more than I can say about most of you
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Doubt is all mental '
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Sicker than a gowl? Fundamental
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And now I give a fuck about none of you
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Just had that money viae, I'm a clean nigga
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I'm like my house clean ,like my bitches clean
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Keep my car clean ,keep my son fresh
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Food in the ' bookshelves for the books
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Niggaz can be fuckin' serious ,shit as hilarious?
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Delirium,delirium
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Look,'''''.
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Can't compete with your faggy features and Happy feet
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But I smackin' teeth at the back of heaters
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My ' people,bitch, I spared the people
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Since I had the people
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As matter of fact, I had a trepper keeper
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A pre-teen I just '
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No,don't just bury my fols
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I'll make a turn in turn
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Observe my thirst as my over worried verse were murdered
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Jerks are at the door like it's October 31st
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No man has got a costume trick
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And I 'm an animated nigga,not a corpse '
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This is for my block gools? ,corner boys,' holders '.
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From the killers see you death ,to the do it and watch and leave
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Yeah,I got them, I'll be goin' in
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You all don't even gotta see me like blowin' winds
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Who know I'm a blowin' wind
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I flow and ' as this shit is just crazy ,simple as stealin' a baby's skittles
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You all are fuckin' with me
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Look,I rob these like I'm robbin' beans
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Like I'm '
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Got the fond frequent is ' me
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Any labels signin' me is like you let a large?disease inside the streets
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Are blind and weak of spreading it virally anytime I '
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And I'commin' or nothin' ,I let my progress speak
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Now that you all have ' the game is over
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Our loss best rapper
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Touched the ' when he got off the stage
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And get the beat the fuck up when you getting' off the stage
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The rage,I control the civil laws
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The cage, I don't know ' killer'
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I don't know about you ,but I'm well on whores and I don't know about you
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Asia,Afrika,Tokyo ,Japan
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My razor slashin' oky doke with hands
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Cactus ,cotton, and ' candy
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An old school like mine next to 'Barry Brew
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Truv,truv when I'm steppin' on a boof
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And my son got time they call it the music of youth
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But don't pass the dutch , I 'm professional ,sir
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... no villain don't pass the butch?
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Motherfucker!
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Delirium
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| Willie The Kid |
