eggs florentine

, top dollar, holler if you got it, since the rottweiler, i been making solid head nodders, shiiit, how 'bout it? modest and methodic, would it be a problem that i never graduated college?, kiiid, ha! got 'em. kinda like sada-dem, they shot 'em, spot 'em, coming out the garden, with his momma, kiiids, hippopotamus, pot i got is awesome, blossom, crossing the pollination of ryan gosling, beat and coughing, swimming with the dolphins, talking like i'm mr. marinate but that'd be jargon, use your noggin bobby, this is my preorgative, ask if i'm the nicest and you'll get a bunch of bobbleheads, follow this, unexpected journey, on some hobbit shit, all around the world, in your city bet i'm rockin' it, take a nice drop straight from sucassin, they gass my spass, breaka breaka sirchu blacka, knock around the block, kill a knicker bocker, spittin' realer hip-hop, but listen to joe cocker, and hypocrisy, either you a sprinter or a jogger, if it's ninth grade, kid you'd be locked inside your locker, yeah, knock knock, father of the rock get me out of this, you don't like the roth you're a communist, unrealistic flow, business-minded as aristocrats, hungry as like gimme yo lunch remember that, niggas slang crack like the family can't get killed from that, think they ready for beef and never read nutrition facts, college cut a nigga the price of all that tuition whack, with a grand heel, like a nigga bringing the pistols back, and i'm right on target with topics, bringing precision back, everything you see artificial i'm bringing vision back, that's on my honor, i'm giving you coke, more so than tijuana, she older than me but you buy her flowers i see you want her, don juan a quarterback to all you pom pommers, how you gon' harm a terminator you ain't john connor, boy, i'm sorry that's just the writer in me, could also be that boiled blood line that's probably in me, and if you like a bag and she with me that's probably fendi, but it was probably a gift and she gave it to me and missed it, keeping soul round me, crack the window light the reefer, bro i need to vent, got some things up on my mental that i need to flip, seems i can't repent, now haunt me when i'm bent, i felt like i'm a saint, so mama feel like i'm heaven sent, and crispest thoughts that i deciphered into verses, some days i'm feeling worthless, i know i got a purpose, and i know i'm supposed to be here just trying to scratch the surface, these songs will make utilizing the talent i was birthed with, missed from the purple haze fogging up my brain, bathin' ape camo'd down like i'm major payne, in london coolin' out high and up with james, with a team of british ducks whilin' out like i'm bombay, dog, i know about light, spent weeks out in europe thrice times, i mean what i say, who else do i need to persuade that i'm one of the illest niggas spittin' today, queens we in the building,