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Beat...beats
bangin'
blingin' lights
no fights
strictly the viiibe
the hyphe shit
packed with freaks with all types of tight shiiit
glam or ous
no rush
patienty waiting
for the perfected performace
with friends
im rolling blunts
holding cups filled with heenn
chilleennn
with iice
feelin niiice
ive only beeen
to this spot twice
and it only geets
better
with tiiime
but it woulda been 100% better
if i wasnt outside
all night standing on liiine
trying to get in fo free or less
unless
out side on line cuz the homie
the homie got the wrong code address
add it to the stress
yea we got in but i can hardly see
makin my way through the peoples
like swimmin' through the seaa
dope
damn the epitomyyy
CAPPA tope E take it to a higher degreee

Cipher...bound
whats it like to (rough?) arraaaound
in the twenty one gun salute
man
competion dont rest
like a veteran in battle
standing outside
in the line
knees rattle
heart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleet
from the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' to
ace that came before
didnt even have the taste
the musi
the lights
wait till they embrace
like
love is doing a slow jam
duck in the shadows
wait for a change in the program
while i roll a gram point five
one fifty one got me spinnin' with the viiibe
barely got behind security we got the ride

alright backup the guest list is closed
yo homie i cant handle that
man i got like forty bux
and i could hook you up with a lil weed
aight kick it up twenty mo'
man we straight?

mirror mirror on the wall
who is the fairest
whose the big baller
run his shit in the terrace
girls
dream apparets
wanted by sugar daddy derrace
he swishen off the everclear
but we can see the clearess
i feel it a mile away
so baby let us come and let us give it
roll me with those eyes again
i hope he understand
you wanna live out your fantasies
out with another man
flakin on your girlfriends
gettin' lost on carol anne
and pull two guys
rum and coke
hold the ice
i belive they're all the price
the covercharge of living large
in between the social margin
they be paying the price
so you can be the superstar

-Pharcyde Guestlist lyrics

Dont know if its perfect...
Beat...beats    bangin'    blingin' lights    no fights   strictly the viiibe   the hyphe shit   packed with freaks with all types of tight shiiit   glam or ous   no rush   patienty waiting   for the perfected performace   with friends    im rolling blunts   holding cups filled with heenn    chilleennn   with iice    feelin niiice   ive only beeen   to this spot twice   and it only geets   better    with tiiime   but it woulda been 100% better    if i wasnt outside    all night standing on liiine   trying to get in fo free or less   unless   out side on line cuz the homie   the homie got the wrong code address   add it to the stress   yea we got in but i can hardly see   makin my way through the peoples    like swimmin' through the seaa   dope    damn the epitomyyy   CAPPA tope E take it to a higher degreee      Cipher...bound   whats it like to (rough?) arraaaound   in the twenty one gun salute   man    competion dont rest   like a veteran in battle   standing outside    in the line   knees rattle   heart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleet   from the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' to   ace that came before    didnt even have the taste   the musi   the lights   wait till they embrace   like    love is doing a slow jam   duck in the shadows   wait for a change in the program   while i roll a gram point five   one fifty one got me spinnin' with the viiibe   barely got behind security we got the ride      alright backup the guest list is closed   yo homie i cant handle that   man i got like forty bux   and i could hook you up with a lil weed   aight kick it up twenty mo'   man we straight?      mirror mirror on the wall   who is the fairest   whose the big baller    run his shit in the terrace   girls   dream apparets   wanted by sugar daddy derrace   he swishen off the everclear   but we can see the clearess   i feel it a mile away   so baby let us come and let us give it   roll me with those eyes again   i hope he understand   you wanna live out your fantasies   out with another man   flakin on your girlfriends   gettin' lost on carol anne   and pull two guys   rum and coke    hold the ice   i belive they're all the price   the covercharge of living large   in between the social margin   they be paying the price   so you can be the superstar      -Pharcyde Guestlist lyrics      Dont know if its perfect...