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Lyrics

Oh, you know Haze
Words cut like a meat cleaver
Brim sittin' like a ball player
No ball with me, I ain't ballin' neither
Balled up their plans including their ideas
That ball and chain was weighing on my brain
Ain't gotta be from your block to know pain
I'm a rare case
Worked every job in this rat race, slim
Middle class and I'm still poor
Don't you tell me bout my blessings
I took everything that they taught us
None of it was apart of the real lessons
Check the timeline for my peers projections
Wonder why I never take their suggestions
Wonder why they need my assistance
Yet still don't make their playlist elections
Feels good to be set apart
Had offers for I had they hearts
Didn't audition and got the part then
Slid off like a wet fart
Oh you joan? Well I joan back
Fake friends that got it in for me
Can't out rap me yet claim they know me
Been in these slippers before Tobe
People like being evil, I let em
People love being evil, still love em
People love to hate on me, I hate it cuz I ain't got hate for no n
Only grew detested from everything associated with all the fallacies
So you gon lie with the pagans that lie to me
Dontchu know they gon' do you like they did me dummy

What We Doin
What We Doin
What We Doin Lil N
What We Doin
Thru the Spirit Is The Only Way We Movin'
How You Doin
All Spirit

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Separate yourself my nig
You gon need a lil isolation to hear the Spirit speak need my nig
Cleansing is a silent jig
Yes I feel we're at the doors
Yes I feel it in my pores
If I'm truly washed my nig?
Me to you a commodore, Yeah
Anchors up
You wanna speak from the surface then peek
Thru my curtains I peep how you entertain it
Never give in to no bama stay dancin'
In circles, they smokin' that peroculative
Look how they movin' in aw. Round of applause. Oh, you so innovative
Catch me when this song is over I promise I'll be demonstrative
What's Butcher Brown to Mike Brown?
A nephew less of Budapest, I'll boot the bool out your Sketchers
A Terrapin(ned) on Terra
Can we take it back to Turtle Island Free of the Terra-rists
Wait, this our inheritance
From our four fathers all in reverence
Ain't nothin' wrong with being celebrate
Cuz I swear these hoes don't know what time it is
Slim, it's Hazey,
What Monie and Rella call me, they can tell if you faulty
Play with me, slim
Bet five I yank you front' of your men
Ns from your block starving right now,
You hit the media braggin' how much you spend
If time is currency which wallet you whim
Turn the hour hand to slap you
Again when you ain't right within, n

What We Doin
What We Doin
What We Doin Lil N
What We Doin?
Thru the Spirit Is The Only Way We Movin'
How You Foolin'
Who You Foolin'
What We Doin
What We Doin
What We Doin My N
What We Doin
Thru the Spirit Is The Only Way We Movin'
How You Doin
Slim, I'm Coolin'

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