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(Children of the internet)

Look
I grew up in a good but a changing age
My wife and kids, Damon Wayan's
When

Smoke Somethin'

Gangsta Pat

Tear Yo Club Down

1999

can tell we smokin' pure by the way we choke
They comin' closer and I know they want to hit the weed
But see I hate to disappoint em' cause ain't

Run for Your Life

Group Home

A Tear for the Ghetto

1999

We can't hope to explain all the complexity
But we hope to give you some insight
For the musical forces at work
And have a good time in the process

she a problem but I need to know that she solid
Fresh out of college
She wanna see what's good
I flew lil' ma into the Hopkins
Big shoes on
Know I had

what I said
You threatened by the Benzo all you ever see is red
Now get the fuck out of that bed
He think he king, he lags behind and queen is ahead
Say

A little sleep, a little slumber
A lil' let me rest a lil' longer
And poverty would swoop down and capture you as plunder
Wonder why arms denied use for long

Jump

Royce da 5'9"

M.I.C. (Make It Count)

2004

think later that one of ya'll can be who the fake king is
One of ya'll can be on the good label of Push
Five mics and a Source 'cause of who pulled

streamin' well fuck it let's make this a sex tape
You seem guzzled by the accent, fuck me good 'til my legs shake
I feel like Kelis I brought all the boys

em dragic yeah yeah
I can pull up to yo spot if you need me
See me comin with that tint you cant see me
Maybe lil bit of action some freaky
Likin you

i'll run away from my problems
i kinda miss the way you taste
its been a while but id still waste
my time on you, i miss your lips

if u have
a lil time

a good spot to sit not longer attached
I go like summoned by a writ the trips got its tax
Dumping addys in my stomach coffee sipping so black
Humming badly

Cash flow I remember being down I was dead broke
(Now my pockets loaded one by one)
On the go to busy on the road start to miss my home
(Yuh my

I just need a little taste
Let me grip you by ya thighs
Pull ya up by your waist
I heard ya freaky and nasty
Freaky n Nasty
Bad lil bitch hold up
Put

know where it's at
If it's about money you know i dive deep
Look at my pockets them hoes done got steep
pretty lil bitch and her ass is on fleek
Hit from

to fall in love with nobody else
Never met nobody this good for my health
But sometimes I be feeling like I'd be better off by myself
And doubt starts

on and on
You can tell how I move relaxed while this thang on
Feeling good, looking good all the above
Fresh paint, factory I'm getting love
Ralph Lauren cap,

the cause of tryna be Santa Claus almost forgot the cost 
Was paid by the boss wrapped up on the cross
cll of my shortcomings all of my faults
Every sin i

don't ask
I'm counting by the racks
I spend it and I laugh
I aways make it back
Said her body look so good it look fake
She don't want anything but this

going crazy
Stop calling me baby
Whips and chains, no slavery
She like it rough, but she want it rough
So I bought that lil bitch too the navy
Woke up,

this good music but not signed to Def Jam
Hater mugging, guess we on this block, his hand in this trench
It's only music but I'll die for this shit
I

these are the last days of my life
looking at all the times that passed me by
sorry that I'm leaving you behind
the world has made me a Lil

Got my own Doja
Got my backwood rolled up
Ion really talk to no one
But its all good we aint got no problems
Hey
But who wanna start one
I been goin

many questions get you kicked out the whip(get back)
You look good in that shower
Off the beach in Broward
You say you packing power
I'm just trying

Take it to the grill, shawty You already know what's good
I can take you to the field, shawty Got you pullin' up in my old hood
Good gracious, lil