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doin man? My name is Frankie Anto man
But my friends, they call me Frank B

Oh word man? Nice to meet you man

So yo man E, what you gettin into tonight
a love affair with America. But instead, they're here on Sunday night, worshipping this man who's demon-possessed!

I ask you, Mr. Frank Zappa, what kind
to Michigan County that night 
It was down by the crossroads out bout willow bank 
Seen the Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank 
Well I chased
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door.
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man blue?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make
[Slimkid3]
Aiyo we got five minutes, man!
Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got five minutes
Imani, let's go..Yo, Ro! Let's go..

[Bootie Brown/Frank
day
Until it met it's fate
One evening while it was in the studio
It was struck by the lyrical force of the big daddy Kane
So ashes to ashes,
by sayin' fuck you,
Its Young Money, Cash Money playboy,
Its about the size of it, at the roof top,
So hot up here nigga, lets go!

[Chorus]
Take
jewelery so Gordy
Slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
Hey young world wanna hear a story?
Close your
of 40/40's
Sorry my jewelery so Gordy
Slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
Hey young world wanna hear
of 40/40's
Sorry my jewelery so Gordy
Slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
Hey young world wanna hear
more laws
Some people wonder is it just because he live in the inner city
He want to be a hood like Frank Nitti
Cause when he's rolling the streets he
The Syndicate of Sound is playing
At the Free Frank Frenzy
Me and Mitchell
Drinking ourselves into gin oblivion
Hold onto this, hold onto that
just to make me a chain
Niggas mention the one love
Came home with the paper in hand
They gotta brag about the FEDS young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all
just to make me a chain
Niggas mention the one love came home with the paper in hand
They gotta brag about the Feds young man

Old cribs I sold, y'all
just to make me a chain
Niggas mention the one love
Came home with the paper in hand
They gotta brag about the FEDS young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all
Good evenin' ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin' tonight?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha
I like this young
Good evenin ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin tonite?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha
I like this young man
of a man.
Yeah?
Picture this if you can
Okay, I'll try...
Bead jobs
Knotted nylons
Bamboo canes
Three unreleased recordings of crosby, stills, nash & young
the paper in hand
They gotta brag about the FEDS young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other
Good evenin ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin tonite?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha
I like this young man
Good evenin ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin tonite?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha
I like this young man
the Dodgers when it come to franks
Flossin' out in Compton like I got a cape
RoseMo tried to fight it, but barely niggas fade
White sheet, yellow tape, where
myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself

Mozart didn’t need a little hack to chart
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning about art
Frank Lloyd Wright
a young Frank Sinatra
All my rhymes are catchy
Ten-thousand percent bearbrick speaking arabic
Cold as fuck, sitting high up, I'm on a chair-lift
Flip
to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop?  Shit man never my squad go broke
Your squad arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't