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Holocene (Is The List Closed?)

TiRon
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All the positivity stand outside You not coming up in here Yo, bro.you with the Bob Marley shirt, yeah Security, get him outta here Make sure you cut a couple of his dreads before you kick him up outta here We don't need no positivity up in here Hey, hey... lift your waist band up Ok, oh.deuce deuce It's a little small gun but come to the front Oh, I see a knife Nice, nice, nice Yeah, oh.big hands Man, you look like you can throw a mean right hook, yeah, come to the front Come to the front We trying to get wet Come to the front with your negative ass Come to the front, please No hotep'n only hoes steppin Excuse me, yeah... with the love jones hat, you gots to go You have to get up outta here I'm sorry, you have to go Outta here, done dealie You over there, hey You're right in the middle of brown and black So you just look a little positive cause of your skin complexion Roll bro Roll We need K's, we need nines, we need 45, k's and nines Mister mister Here's a ticket Sniff a bump, *sniff* a bump and beat the odds Probably true but prove em wrong And move em all out the mind Might as well Might inhale Hell, I might light a match Actavis, actavist Purple sip, Malcolm X Sex with love, fuck without Jumping in, jumping out, junkie now Amy Wine Whitney Hou Phew Whats a hue? Whats the use Too legit, gin and juice Shoot the shit, alley oop Imma hit ya Picture perfect, post it Post it Are you there yet What it look like Whats the dress code Is the list closed Tell me if its turnt up Turnt up Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt Turnt up Turnt, turnt, turnt Whats the scene like To be seen right Miss the green light Run a run, run a red Hell yeah I'm in man Stamped permanent And its turnt up Turnt up Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt You gots to scram bro, you smelling like sage. Too much positivity I feel the energy and I don't like it You baby girl, yeah, you with the fake butt, yeah.talking about keep it real Come to the front I love it, yeah, I love the fakeness People don't dance no mo All they do is this Po up to po up Show up to show off Twerk it to tease it Pop it to prove it Gotta look poppin to fool em Getting caught up in the coolness Thats how you probably can fool em A couple shots of Ciroc make an alchie go holic and holly A pinch of pussy potential make you pick up a bar tab A bit of style is essential if you fixing to parlay Some folks walk in just to stick to the wall and look awkward Some be extra, they be flexing but all of em actors On the set taking direction, we call it a party Both sexes setting thirst traps we call it Macauley Exes mess with next ups and etc etc Are you there yet What it look like Whats the dress code Is the list closed Tell me if its turnt up Turnt up Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt Turnt up Turnt, turnt, turnt Whats the scene like To be seen right Miss the green light Run a run, run a red Hell yeah I'm in man Stamped permanent And its turnt up Turnt up Turnt, turnt Turnt, turnt Yeah, aye Push him Push him harder, man You gotta push Go over there, that dude said, fuck your dead homie He said that What are you gonna do Are you there yet, what it look like Yes yes yes Shoot shoot shoot Don't shoot him in the ass man Shoot him in the face We need closed caskets, man Yeah, thats what I like Yes That's what I like to see Are you there yet