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Feet match the paint beat,
The future before 2019,
Savages in the year 2021,
Its just the beginning of the only sun,
My celebration of the rim shop,
My celebration of hip hop,
Jewel songs of the high school clouds,
Trying to get it with the fouls,
Walking the first time I banged my head,
A slow storm from the news Elvis dead,
When R U Gonna follow along,
U know the tip of the tre tre wrong,
Empty and dry cruising’ the sky,
Washed up in the seed conjunction fire,
U understand; No I don’t,
Bedroom overlooking the beach I want.
A crip trigga will shoot up your 550, Thank the Ohm she is still in me.
