BeatMaker - [bad word] [bad word] deep-oxygen 
BeatMaker - [bad word]  [bad word] deep.oxygen 
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I had this lil’ bad thing, somethin’ like them 10’s
She gave a aggin mad brain, somethin’ like the Wiz
But you see the sad thing [bad word]  with her is
Is the chick ain’t even have brains, dummy like a [bad word] 
So I tried to show her
About the world and about just who we really are
And where [bad word] and how we still have to go really far
Like baby look at how we live broke on the boulevard
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Then all I really want is for her to go down low
Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow
And all that deep [bad word] I was previously down fo’
Replaced by freak [bad word] I am currently down fo’
You see I peeped that [bad word] is power
That proud feeling we get knowing that [bad word] is ours
And how it feels to feel that feeling you feelin’ when you be drillin’ that [bad word] 
Got her sayin’ you be killin’ that [bad word] 
And all the pain the world caused, she be healin’ that [bad word] 
And nah that ain’t your girl dog, but you be feelin’ that [bad word] 
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But in the meantime, it’s lights please
 [bad word]  [bad word] deep.oxygen BeatMaker
 [bad word] [bad word] deep-oxygen
 [bad word]  

Lights please, lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Feelin’ like things gon be alright

(Repeat)

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling
She say she wanna blow L’s, I hear her and I’m willin’
But everytime I smoke, well a aggin mind gone
So that every word I spoke, well I’m tryin to put her on
But she couldn’t hear me
I told her all about how we been livin’ a lie
And that they love to see us all go to prison or die
Like baby look at how they show us on the TV screen
But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
Then all I really want is for her to get on top
Before you know it, she workin’, jerkin’ it non-stop
And all that next [bad word] I was previously talkin’
Is now that wet [bad word] that I’m currently lost in
And while that sweat drips, I am reminded
All the times my brother told me that [bad word] is blindin’
I’m findin’
The more I grow, the more y’all seem to stay the same
Don’t even know [bad word] but yet y’all tryin’ to play the game
And ain’t it shameful how aggins blame hoes for givin’ birth
To a baby that took two to make
Coward aggin, you a fake
How you gon look in your son’s face and turn your back?
Then go start another family dog, what type of [bad word] is that?
She said ‘It’s [bad word] my head and told me to relax
Laid a aggin down proper like she was recording tracks
Said “I know you wanna change the world, but for the night please
Just reach over and hit the lights please”

 [bad word] Then Fade