i pushed the camel through the eye of a needle
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i pushed the camel through the eye of a needle
i threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the great pyramids
i was flippin bricks for mansa musa before yall even became a type 1 civilization
this shit aint nothin to me man
i'll rub my own nut all over the glock to let them know i really been here
i'm posted up at the crib-o with three bitches, feasting on some nicaraguan nose nachos, while listening to rich amiri
the casualties you will suffer trying to fuck with me will have you thinking like magnus carlson
im biting the fart bubbles in the bath we smoking symbiotes
i balled so hard they thought i was a fucking nutsack
im smokin on that Sumerian Quasimoto carpet bomber obsequious demon whisperer runts
this shit aint nothin to me man
somehow it eclipsed my saved albums log but Hurry Up Tomorrow would be in Great
a man uses the machines you build to sit down and pay his taxes
a man uses the machines i build to listen to the beatles while he relaxes
its actually crazy how most of jibjab’s “2-0-5” applies to trump despite being about george bush’s 2005