Egypt Taylor champion

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Pacing
Pacing
Pacing back and forth fuck it
It ain't July 4th but
fuck it
i got the fireworks on me
i got ya child support homie
in a week
making what you got in a year got you weak
Oh damn, call the paramedics
it wasn't fair what we did to buhl he was a champion
He was a champion
running out of time can you watch the clock
sitting on the throne while you niggas watch
i got the rollie tucked, i bought it just for luck
im a charm ain't I? Save that shit for later
Im guessing you the waiter, huh?
Well look, I like my shit well done
So bring some A1, hun
and if you talking to me, I like my checks all ones
i need to speak to a nun cause now this shit ain't fun
I got the meat where the buns?
I just spent the night in a Paris inn
And got the model with the blush
Shit embarrsing
like damn, this is what my life is coming to?
Think I need some therapy my nigga fuck ya theraflu
Ice Cold
You niggas wanted keys I told them do as they as told cause
Alica got a teacher through ya speaker
that's innovation, nigga
And all these niggas asking me for handouts
Somebody tell me what that shit about
Screams from the bleachers
Ball without sneakers
Tell the congregation Egypt T the new preacher
We startin movements, huh?
Trynna see how far we go
We heard you sellin' loosies boy
Man, I guess we should've known
What I got left in my mental
I told the doc cut it out and keep that simple
We on to the next one
on to better things and better dreams thats in my temple
I'll write 'em with my pencil
Fairies, Boats, Ice Cream, Island hoppin'
I been hoppin', I been hoppin'
If this is how far you wanna take it
Introduce me to yourself, money talks in conversation
Ben my occupation
What the hell you waitin' for scared beyond straight like a nigga waitin' at ya door
Trade places
Raymond let it burn and I guess I would too if my alias was too faces
Good gracious
Only niggas set free was Masons and now you wanna talk about some damn patience

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