SIDE TWO-B

Part I: fluid [Instrumental] Part II: dist [Instrumental] Part III: jack scruby [Instrumental] Part IV: Sittin’ On Chrome [Intro] I'ma need y'all to pray for me on this one I'ma need y'all to pray for me on this one Lord have mercy [Verse 1] I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it T-take it T-take it Take it, take it, take it T-take it Take it, take it, take it T-take it Take it, take it, take it T-take it Take it, take it [Verse 2] I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it T-take it Take it, take it, take it T-take it Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it I just got paid It's Friday night I'm sittin' on chrome And I'm feelin' alright Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it, take it, take it, take it Take it Part V: dert sceptre [Verse] Side swipe, I'm infinite My infantry ready for centuries Pain and my ecstasy Intersect mentally covered in arms So I'm something like centipede Enter my space and the eye on my scepter Evaluate studies, your movements, your shadows Evaporates, pride is disaster, the prodigal master My people just watchin' my vertebrae currently Cold Only dream of dying if I have a dream Go ahead, pop five in the magazine Only time I ever matter When I'm swinging from the scaffolding Weak thoughts really terrified of ever after So I still breathe, heart beats, wrong turns New paths spit gas Slide out, tell me where the work at Soon as I mention it, that's when I get it Glitches in time, I'm dismissive of physics We live on the back of a serpent that hisses Then swallowed the sun while you busy with riches and bitches Switching my style so I'm louder than bombs Flooded and drowned me, when lighting them off Renowned worldwide, wish it was gone Crooked letter E-P-A-R-A-T-E me from the weak Player, I'm gone [Bridge] I be, I be hiberatin', gettin' high Penetratin' somethin' fly Somethin' fly, fly, fly, fly I be, I be hiberatin', gettin' high Penetratin' somethin' fly Somethin' fly, fly, fly, fly I be, I be hiberatin', gettin' high Penetratin' somethin' fly Somethin' fly, fly, fly, fly I be, I be hiberatin', gettin' high Penetratin' somethin' fly Somethin' fly, fly, fly, fly [Outro] I'm space station, I'm cold scab Steadily makin' my nose numb Bent thumbs dig back in my sockets Nothin' worth seein', I'd rather be dumb Part VI: casting out a spell [Verse] Go to sleep [?] Go to sleep [?] Go to sleep [?] Go to sleep [?] Part VII: filth and satan [Unintelligible roaring and screaming] Part VIII: runner [Instrumental] Part IX: rennur [Instrumental] Part X: SUNDAY DRIVE [Verse 1] Woke up Sunday morning from the sun in the window Clock only said 10 but I'm fully awake though What's to get into? I'm thinking to myself As I'm rolling up fresh that's got that herb off the shelf They say it's bad for your health but you only live once That's why I'm smoking a cigarette right after my blunt Fuck a zero tolerance, I'm a zero who tolerates Any substance that will enhance your mind state If you think of repercussions, you'll be always running And could still die young from a gun or something, but fuck it It's too nice to be chillin' inside Plus everybody and they mama in the hood's outside It's like everybody feelin' that good time vibe It's like everybody glad just to be alive I put out my Camel with that thought in my mind Called the boys, I'm going driving now, who wanna ride? [Chorus] It's that brand new type of Sunday drive Tunes up, smoked out and getting live We celebrating each day that we survive We livin' for these days now, who wanna ride? It's that brand new type of Sunday drive Tunes up, smoked out and getting live We celebrating each day that we survive We livin' for these days now, who wanna ride? [Verse 2] Young dude wanna ride Jump in the whip, just it's lit and we bumping 106.5 I got the blunt to my lips, I'm just glad we alive Don't trip, I ain't B.I.G., I ain't ready to die I ain't tryna let poverty happen So I flipped and stay properly mackin' The burner in the trunk in my state property jacket Don't take me from a punk cause it's definitely packin' But it ain't about that today, everything is a-okay I ain't even seen no Jakes Roll down low and had to pump the brakes Ricky outside, you're ready to slide, make no mistake If Gus is on your block then he lifted off that indo If you only got that live I'm just waving from the window Sorry man, the lac-lac ain't no way that we can fit you Don't make it such an issue, damn [Outro] I got the see-saw slump with my homies beside me Ain't that something? Who wanna ride, G? Part XI: clune [Instrumental] Part XII: sog [Instrumental]