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I grew up going to bed
To stories laced with thunder pounds
And lightning bolt electric shocks
Light switch, light bulbs in thought clouds
Value rests within the rhymes
Like the drops of rain
Pouring through my veins
Value rested in those times
Like sox under shoes that shine
I’m grinning like a couple
Wine and dines
On the Day of Saint Valentines
Cause what I got in my pock
Ets worth more than all of Fort Knox
Gold blocks and diamond rocks
And that girl
Is ill – er than chicken pox
Her beauty is all natur – al
She’s a Lady, Garth phrases a fox
She trots and cooks like Martha
Has my eyes spinning like hands
Game over, zeros on both shot clocks
While others looking wack on that Botox

People speak with praise
Saying this and that
Hells yeah, you’re the coolest cat
Cause there is nothing
I’ve never done
Being free for me is Eas – E
So my golden gun is just for show
The clip is empt – E
Cause all I know
I don’t need bullets to glow
Everything I do is well done
But I don’t need the E
Pouring Dom Perignon
Like it’s Mumms
People call me the Don
And they’re all after my crumbs

Knowledge is like the corn
Growing on the infinite farms
And I’m walking down the rows
Scaring all the crows
Sins can be for a good cause
Adding up like karma
Cause gold comes after dents
No matter thy dharma
I’m going Zen for Lent
For another sense
Cause I don’t have
The cents or dollars
Nothing’s better than being pro
Act – ive instead of passive
Don’t be alarmed
Knowledge means no harm
Asterisk or a comma
Never trust a creature of the night
An owl’s not defined Dalai Llama
Cause Lollipops are still thick
After countless licks
Just ask Wonka
Your teeth will grow thin
After endless sins
And I like your smile
Like you’re about to win
Two thumbs and a ten
Sign my dreams
In a bluesy ink pen

People speak with praise
Saying this and that
Hells yeah, you’re the coolest cat
Cause there is nothing
I’ve never done
Being free for me is Eas – E
So my golden gun is just for show
The clip is empt – E
Cause all I know
I don’t need bullets to glow
Everything I do is well done
But I don’t need the E
Pouring Dom Perignon
Like it’s Mumms
People call me the Don
And they’re all after my crumbs

Work at night
Doesn’t seem right
So jump aboard this flight
F.I.S.H. we’re Pisces
Flying in style honey
F.I.S.H. we’re fishes
And this apple we’ll bite
Like Piranhas that don’t fight
Pals, no blood, no foul
The concrete’s slick
Simon says with a howl
Words that depict
Some are shallow
Some are hollow
Stars are sticky
Stars are tricky
Like eating a melted mallow
I growl while thinking
I dread to follow
So I go head first
Prowl thru trees over dirt
Like it’s a path of stacked karats
And I have thoughts
On my shirt, I wear it
Building blocks of bricks
My heart’s cemented strong
I’ve never been prouder
And I’m no coward
Ask those I shared my fifth with at Howard
I don’t do it for the power
I do it cause as a kid
Hours tasted sweet or sour
Beautiful, life blooms like a flower

People speak with praise
Saying this and that
Hells yeah, you’re the coolest cat
Cause there is nothing
I’ve never done
Being free for me is Eas – E
So my golden gun is just for show
The clip is empt – E
Cause all I know
I don’t need bullets to glow
Everything I do is well done
But I don’t need the E
Pouring Dom Perignon
Like it’s Mumms
People call me the Don
And they’re all after my crumbs

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