| Dear diary |
| December 26th, entry one |
| I'm full of that weed, I'm full of that lean |
| And I got a bad bitch arms around me (QRed on the track and he runnin' this |
| bitch) |
| Go |
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| In a game called realization while flippin' 'caine soft |
| Gas up, watch her teeth go to eatin', call it a chainsaw |
| Your chain saw, grippin' a biscuit like, "Take your chain off" |
| Stand and watch, watchin' for witness on your premises (Hey) |
| Suspicion get briefly suspended by my constituents |
| Jawline, under spaghetti, slippin' me cigarettes |
| Ignorant, went to McKinley, but didn't benefit (No) |
| Tell the truth, I think him and dude had a better shoe (For real) |
| Fried pickles, teriyaki wings while at LSU |
| Cellphone, watch it ring-a-ling, this a better move (Brring, brring) |
| Playin' chess, I capture your queen and won't let her loose |
| Play the 'jects, someone intervene and you better shoot |
| She was just someone in between over me and you (Yoom) |
| Business discussion for minutes, bumpin' your buffer (Yoom) |
| Youngin came up from nothin', say somethin' and go to duckin' (Woo) |
| Luca Brasi burn a muffler, but I prefer to be humble, Gates |
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| We gon' be alright (Alright), we gon' be alright (Alright) |
| We gon' be alright (Work), we gon' be alright (Alright) |
| We gon' be alright (Uh-huh), we gon' be alright (Work, Gates, you know you got |
| a feeling, you heard me?) |
| We gon' be alright (Work), we gon' be alright |
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| Taken apart, bakin' and chalk, state of the art |
| Facin' flaw, hit with darts, in your face when you talk (Hello, world) |
| Obey the law, fearin' none, respectin' any at all |
| Big or they small, study of diabetes and how to treat it |
| I was the reason most of you niggas was out of season |
| Iceberg denim, niggas got to uniform shopping, rare breed |
| Body exotic, a unicorn probably what I mean |
| While in the shower, a unicorn watchin', on point |
| Got a strong joint in his long johns |
| Blammin' the blicka, I get it, just be a lil' more specific |
| 'Cause they pullin' strings, listen, I'm nothin' like Jimi Hendrix |
| Caught an STD, damn, it's burnin' him when he pissin' |
| Caught an STD, damn, you need to control your jimmy |
| Or get hit with heavy metal, no tellin' how I'ma send it |
| Michael Jackson (Reincarnated), look who moonwalkin' |
| Know it's got a name, but what the fuck would you call it? (Get 'em, Gates) |
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| We gon' be alright (Let's go), we gon' be alright (Work) |
| We gon' be alright (Uh-huh), we gon' be alright (Work) |
| We gon' be alright (Uh-huh), we gon' be alright (Work) |
| We gon' be alright (Work), we gon' be alright (Work) |
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| That's what the fuck I said |
| That's what I said |
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