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Fugly Face

Hey Girl - JStorm (Prod. by JStorm)

MINE lyrics


I only want what’s mine
I only want what’s mine 
These stupid ass rappers fucking other 
niggas wives 
They don’t understand that karma has a sharp bite
Less than a year later wifey spread her legs wide, with your best friend 
How gangster are you then 
Stop playing pretend 
Make the jump from boys to men 
But It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday 
The record plays and maybe they’ll grow vertebrae eventually 
Johnny boys excited he feels he’s finally a man    
But Johnny robbed my spot n he stole 28 grand 
That’s how you get your head inside a pillow case fam
Duck tape around your neck find a hiding place fast, did you miss me?
As i whispered in his ear slow.. You should let the fear go destiny is here bro

It’s an art of war and I became a painter Johnny’s on the floor wishing he could sign a disclaimer 

Way below the average lifespan 
Is the point at which our Johnny got buried under the land 
Underneath the bed I found 33 grand 
Aw man
I can’t explain the high 
Pupils open wide 
I wanna feel bad but it’s hard to sympathize 

Took the 28 grand separate the other  5 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer





wish i could scream out money and real money 
switch your style up yo something i could feel nigga
thats just a face on a motherfucking bill nigga 
monopoly dreams for cartoon figures
but if they happy I’m happy for mickey mouse niggas
plenty talk i aint said a word yet cause i save my conversations for the niggas i respect 
certain actions I’ve come to regret and with others I’m fine
certain niggas think dirt is a bed so we let them recline 
catch me aiming at the new age till i murder the times 
its the architect building towers underneath your mind
embrace stereotypes battle your pretenses 
smack you on your right ear rattle your key senses 
I’m flowing like a river thats flooding your weak entrance.
moving at the rate of fibonacci sequences


A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer



So here’s a message to the sons and daughters 
they’ve done a lot so you’d pick them if you could choose a father 
I’ve often thought about the future they confused us out of 
the clarity between the lines of scripture they provide us
the Darwinism in me questions if I’m a survivor
the singularity will synthesize the very fiber..
of your bones and even then they must oblige us
treading on some dangerous waters wishing we were divers
how come the only tools we ever get are to divide us 
simple minded city boys turn macgyvers marijuana cyphers
but I don’t give a fuck who’s turn it is so you decipher
niggas is indecisive.. a paradigm arises
magnetize your thoughts and flip to the opposing side so
so when they get to close they’ll realize the forces won’t collide
a motto that ill never compromise
i only want what’s mine.. i only want what’s mine


A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer 

A Trench coat and a gun holster 
A pack with a last cigarette he won’t smoke yet
A humble man with some chips on his cold shoulder A master plan he could feel coming much closer

Mine

Chris Leoden

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