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This one is dedicated to the excitable
Not the playing dead messing with my head
X amount of action, X of games
For years I tell you the same

already to the bored of it all type, lingo
That I'm seein' every single I'm out
Bustin' head for it but your's gets
back lip split and

I messed up but I got back
Don't lyin' 'bout constant disappointment
But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a
And you're unmotivated, faded
But the is not so, get on with what you got

Remember Lady of Guadeloupe, the times my made mole
After mass we would get home, the girls are runnin' to the
And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my record
Was we're in this love

At the time I never realized how songs
The that I heard I played because I wanted
Drawin' on my wall from time to time
Makin' creatures come alive no schoolin'

When I'm on the
The method I make is much patience
The that I make is much patience
I'm waiting for the beat and I make sense

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you got no clue
Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you got so rude
Boy, coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya
is a tribute

No one looks as foolish as the ones
But then again no one that has this much fun
X of action, X amount of games
For years again I you the same

I met a man who made nearly no mistakes
He would never bet on a long shot and he bet on a break and
He's and talks gossip galore
But the dude was such a bore, hear me now

I messed up but I got trying
bother lying 'bout constant disappointment
But the fun is in the hunt so quit on a front
Yeah, unmotivated, sorta
But the real man is not the one hiding the gunshot

Time through my memory
There's a younger dough at the galaxy
Space trippin' of the stars
Searchin' for UFOs from and Mars

Ode to an alien, I know you're out
Cosmic, lonely heart me if you care
I'm listening for your sound, here on the
I'm listening for your sound, on the ground

When I'm on the
The method I make is much patience
The method that I make is much
I'm waiting for the beat and I make sense

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you got no clue
Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you got so rude
Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts Almond Joy, I tell ya
is a tribute

I'm many mofos but I'm wishing you the best
I 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the rest
fly on by, you can if you want to
The method makes sense is patience