The Little Man That Could

by IONOYOUTELLME

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1.	SHINEBOX 01:33	lyrics	buy track
Bitch im nice at everything U simpin on ya pimpin i love my big ego Drip like cyanide off my Nyacin have you swallowing pride. My pack at my 3 6 n 9 you looking the prey at sunrise. Truth realized shooting dice wit lost souls awaiting your demise . I like my rappers wit a side of fries get off my dick I’m mackin in thighs Ally of all hustles only beat my dick to only fans Got a flow like suede Keep the water off it Ima lil rough around the edges Crushed grapes and peanut butter stains You got covered by the shade Hated all the plays what a dirty game truth hurts Few head busts Changed the mindstate Up the rates I know my role What they built upon they stole Pop culture made you My mans put the board down for the chrome It’s all love tho ‪feeling froggy you could get ya flesh fried put the ketchup on ya French fry sty in ya third eye. Santera showed me my death in the crystal ball Gotta enjoy the times Tried to pass the buck got sacked Seen the future thru the peephole Took The knowledge ‪Hard to handle‬ ‪Essential oil drunken babble‬ ‪Paint on her fingers while I’m in my bag my bitch a vandal‬ She body positive grip my Tittees while she fuck me My queens Bitch don’t bump Nikki Minaj Ménage a trois the ambiance Only cums in orgies She call that gunplay foreplay The bullets grazed me a few times Keep it real you scared to rob n steal Ya ogees call you shoe shine
2.	LAPS 01:36	lyrics	buy track
relaxing, trynna stand out you can’t stand up . Stuffed wit lactic acid. Fast life got em fuckin flacid . Nothing good about a soft stroke . that ship sailed. You could read between the lines but you choose to be blind. Mid spliff thought recourse I’m the source better sauce It’s much thickerrrr She took a bite of the plate Said baby boy ima hitter that’s forrealuh My dinner be a winner Poverty breed sinners Turtles wylin no splinter Tortoise time The hare slipped up Got the paws turned to a necklace The speed costs high That’s why they say never ride alone Pack small Still dominate the hunting zone You prepped in the end zone Hail Mary Praying it work out That’s what happens when ya soldiers ain’t strategists Ima fuckin baby n a bozo Still nice at everything Pay for pussy still get my bread up Some how But anyhow Stepped off that ledge Somehow Still trynna end it Anyhow What about you Aw fuck Forgot to read the room again Fuck em all get money Wait this really ain’t me again Which one of me is this Aw shit there’s more than threee Rolling doley I’m in my head So I’m rollin deep Don’t talk to me N if you do please be nice to me
3.	Narratives 01:30	lyrics	buy track
You wanna be the tree they lean on Strength take a journey But you scared of how your soles gonna whither They just wanna use you up why the fuck everything cost money You just like your parents Everything real apparent Home is where the heart is Everywhere you go ain’t nobody carin Landlord whip mcclarren Where’s the rent at Where them friends at now Capitalism diminished the bonds A dollar borrowed A promise hollow Hollow tips now A book closed A book open Same story is told Still not desensitized Real eyes realize the fire burn beneath the flowers That’s not the hell seeping thru It’s what been owed to you The sins of the father The gold of the seed Be the flood of the lands The blood on the door Prayers for your first born Swarms of locusts Bombs over Baghdad Oligarch hoarding resources mad you whip a Sedan Punch out before the bell ring for the bout No need for the applause Serve Bacalao from you jabber jaws Books open Books closed Ha Books open books closed Same story told Still not decensitized
4.	Workhorse 01:54	lyrics	buy track
Treacherous place Swell in my mind More water more fire More water more power More water Helter Skelter Best believe they bombed Their enemies forgot about the shelter Place to call home Good n gone Might as well be where you Rome It wasn’t built in a day Quit the fuckin talkin Trynna hear my spirits Quit your fuckin talkin trynna counsel wit my guides The silence been the biggest blessing When I close my eyes What is sight when you lost your mind Is seeing believing when you only see beauty when you close your eyes Dollar in your pocket that’s the purpose. The paper move hands like lands water bring the flood like C.I.A brought the drugs. Next move slow too stuck on a stance. doing absolutely nothing Crying why you do me like this Maybe it’s too asy for you fumbled privilege Whats in your silverspoon was always untrue bad food Not my plant not my problem Spliff enormous smokin in the mirror damn I’m flawed damn I’m gorgeous you a tourist I’m pullin back up 20 lbs heavier I’m loved n I can show it. Fuck that money that you owe me I’m really doin better. You n your god discuss that. Dollar in your pocket Is that really just the purpose Dollar in your pocket Really just the purpose tears of laughter large cries wah burger soda runnin down the chalice think i did what was right woulda been a head shot had i moved wit malice. luck is a phenomenon chasing highs you hit that wall . chalk figure man stick figure movements maleable menendez brother how you thought the world owed you one. bring a thousand wrongs to your door just to make it right. zoolander how i turn left. all fun n games til the masks fall off n you got no friends left
5.	Dr. Lecter 01:38	lyrics	buy track
I be in my crates like Corinne Bailey Rae. Throw one on chop it up n move on . Lil strong man bun Mulan. Ion like to talk papa. It’s not espionage. Talk when necessary one sentence not processed a right step to the obituary . Shit bleak find the land plant the seed stopped movin scary Fuck were you scared of doom and death is promised Everything outside of that something accomplished private militia money CIA nemesis money arm the people money That hamurabi flow. Fuck if we all blind WOAH I’m on my fifth smoothie Still can’t grasp it Freezing temperatures sippin on my kale You frail walking on your heels not to crease the shoes Get ya day fucked up Off ya pride you ain’t step aside Lack cents lack dollars Can’t break bread Can’t deal Inbread No meal Can’t compromise Slippery slope Sticky situations Pariah N a Vagrant Ya goals are just broken promises It’s ok forgive yourself Reach for stars you hit the moon But the words you talk Best dictate your walk The chalk’ll do more than mark the scoreboard Now wipe scuffs off the floorboard Gotta show you what it tastes like the ride the coat tails Not a winner just adjacent to the plans Mr oh yeah that’s my mans so n so Grateful I could talk what I feel Grateful I could discern what’s real Senses are a blessing mind caged Watch the world burn Dr Lecter