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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
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go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
Asorted flavours, in solatos
Inspire young minds, by Nato's
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water bricks at his poncho
like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave me dreams
me music like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the they wanna fuck
presidental and plus, they hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who enough
I can go back in time, you be Judge
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
But he clowned me and told me that my free-doughs
Now the doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man
SLR, when the go up it's like a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just you're self just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely
Just promised by the man that controls the
Don't you see, I that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you
...How you feel

We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this cake right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now you take flight
...My how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part
First on the ramp is the rock and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've biten
But a force be the chocolate critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie your didgits
one thing to say that you live it
It's another for you fuckers to it
But I admit I got all paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John could do, when with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with classing and
The and class whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...