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Well well I've just reconned in hell Handling a backstrapped packed up L I've Landed in L Handling a backstrapped packed up L If you gonna strap up then stash that well Which ghetto is needing heavy artillery Why them fingers looking so fidgety Family Guy Want some Giggidy Always feeling finikity Not a Scooby doo about machines they a mystery Most of them do like a digery Not in a hole Don't pigeon me My frame of mind pictured this epiphany Music's my saving grace Been off my face like Nicolas cage That man in the mirror was looking too strange I'm waved Eyes gone obsidian shades Top notch food that Bolivian flake Your boxed in rooms like dudes in graves Tweaked up pranging n moving strange Been there dunnit Now I choose my way Out of the ends I go To do all the stuff that I used to just chat about If you aint my friends it shows Music's my route It's all about rapping now What's gonna happen now I've finally made my announcement Here's my offering spent too long pondering Got lost in crop circles Look whos wandered in Course I been wandering Why Whos wondering Everybodies on one Too much grumbling Another thing Quick pause I'm buffering I had to stop for a minute and gather my thoughts No gimmicks from G no Landy or Porsche The most outlandish of sorts Gimme some woods log cabin n horse Yo Giddy up Fam Next little stop that milly in bank What a brilliant plan But Money's controlled by Reptilian gangs Informed by Brazilian plants What we're taught Militant scam I've took a resilient stance I'm Trapped in room full of elephants Give me hand to get rid of these man