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a bitch
You in the abyss
Ou now you got problem uh
Plenty of Benjis to get
Well now that I'm here
Still baby I'm modest
Really can't do nun bout it
And fuck

look for the sharks
But I'm carter blake with the grip
And I make 'em depart
Little Italy
Drinking heavy done finished me
Surrounded by my brothers
We

that call

So you stand on the corner in you New English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes
But still your finger`s

Streets on Fire

Lupe Fiasco

The Cool [Circuit City Exclusive]

2007

tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her fingers
Streets are on fire tonight
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her fingers

burning down Rome ‘til the morning got dark 
Blessed by God, tatted bible verses and text
But the Devil had other plans, they used drugs to hex me
Used

remember you pickin' me up taking me to the park
Baby pics of you and mom holdin' me by the sharks
Summers spent on Blake Ave but you never forgotten
You

toy with mine hope you insured and Bring        
Jake there kids got to eat ,for a ticket I'm riding out without the State Fair gators by the  lake. cny

pigs are trippin like tourist niggas
I got that torus RIP your torso like paper nigga 
Yeah you took me to the county and I owe you nigga 
Bitch I still

39ers they love me ain’t gotta speak on how the hunnids come bout B it get ugly
Might hit 600 or da O they both got love for the locs
And still bust

in
If Bug's ridin' I'ma stick by him
(Bow, bow)
If Trap slidin' got the stick by him
(Ay, ay) yC's drivin', lil' Bug bindin'
Spin it, spin it, keep

a sound
That's just the life we living now
Give it everything that I got
'Cause I only got one shot
Chambered the round
And my trigger finger feeling hot

Movin’ Bass

Jay-Z

Hood Billionaire [Only @ BestBuy]

2014

tattoo worth that dollar bill
Only one man got the combination to the safe
Grammy nominated once, but I'm still moving base

See them plaques

the perfume can I get yo IG?
Out here looking like Blake Lively
I'm tryna picture you beside me
Eric to your Pinciotti, no i'm not
I've tried a lot
Living 20

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
Haha, the devil's reject, nigga conway
See, that's that's the fuck is
Wrong with you niggas
You little niggas hard

dolla's
Small town man, down from the holla'
Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter

When I started from the bottom, now ya' honky got

or 11 slanging by da late 
Kept da lemon squeezer on me case I run a Blake 
Smokin up dis limoncello lace it 2 da face 
Feeling like im superman got me

respect
I heard of people getting killed in the booth
But ain't seen it
I almost got killed by the booth
The Abe Lincoln
Penny for y'all thoughts y'all way

her sick
By the by she forced it down, afraid to fit but frames it satiric
She jokes at every turn, pretends it's real, turn back and scratch the itch

Only the best in my blunt
Only the tech in my cup 
Bitch I was stuck 
Ain't have the rent for the month 
Gone by the end of the month 
Shit getting tough

right and dance along
May the hate be the floor that we dance upon

We are the one, they are none of the above (by far)
Yeah, we got a point. Baby we are

fingertips
I get the blueprints off of my fingertips
I get the blueprints
So casually im sustained by public stimulation
No more simulation resorting

Come Correct Son
Come Correct Son
Come Correct Son
Come Correct Son
By the bodega kicking some rhymes
Yes I got flavor and I got it all the time, make

fail
Send em to hell, going to jail

Saved by the bell like James
Fuck a vest, nigga, you know we got aim
Fuck his chest like a zombie, we like brains

that's in reach of me in here man
The only one fucking with me's the other me that's in the mirror man
And I got all my dogs in here like I'm