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We back that's facts
Couch money family keep me on track
Let's relax have some laughs
Negativity well they can keep that
Try to channel the Daniel

the game
Won't fall back
Carving out my lane
We sauce rap
Won't remain the same
Know that
Stake my claim to fame
Sauce tracks
Came to change the game
Won't

a pack?
Shut up, turn the beat up, spin up the track!
Get it through ya head, I'm Casimir as much as I'm Zack!
Bounce it, bounce it, let the beat repay our

in the track put your heart on the track
Go ahead go say those pains
I just wanna live my life
Get high have sex all the shit I like
Respect and checks

on the track 
I goes in I goes in and I ain't never coming back
Give a fuck about a hater cause I'm tryna get this paper
If you ain't talking about bout money

my eyes closed, yeah yeah
Lately I been rocking all by my lone, yeah yeah
Judging gotta stay out my zone, yeah yeah
Cause I get misread just like

real

Now we are both on our backs
And we are tied to the tracks
I guess I thought there would always be time
But I will stay by your side through this

Picture This

Snoop Dogg

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

pimpin' to me is four girls on your team
Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream
Cross country track, greyhound buss ride
Down to get your

Hit the Floor

Twista

The Day After [Clean]

2005

the first week
The day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
Now back it up for me I'm

Hit the Floor

Twista

The Day After

2005

back it up for me I'm beggin' shawty Por favor

Go and get the other lane
Let me show you how to jack it
Ain't no like nothin' a brother
You goin'

trying to
Get his thing like Coca-Cola
You want to come back
We from ATL coming never wack
No written raps
Just straight spittin’ on this
Sleepy ass track

fucking gross

I'm bout to puke right now on this track
So if you don't want it, spit that back
Clean up on all three cause of me
Baby girl, lost her lunch,

But I'll be gone before I get back home
(I'll be gone before I get back home)
One more night alone (One more night alone)
Heaven, I'm coming home

money, bitch I get money (Get it!)
My back pocket so full that I sit funny (Ha, ha)
One call, I already got your bitch running
Hope you understand you

Pimp Like Me

D12

Devil's Night [Import Bonus CD]

2001

the track

I don't pay for ass, you pump my gas
You get slapped when we're short of cash
I get whiplash when I hit the gas
And I holla out the window

U Know

Dr. Dre

Restless

2000

to strictly takin' over the map, by any means
Hustle and make more tracks than a heroin fiend
Keep my enemies on a first name basis
And hate them niggas like

Rhyming in my red and black 
I never delay, what I spray
Everyday, shii can I get a way back
Far away, Far away, Far
Lord can I get away 
Way back, way back

trash and I'm laughing at that
Get my bag get on the track and I'm lapping 'em
Cracking 'em
Rajon Rondo n***a I'm passing em
Attacking 'em
Skate

this, like no
You could never rap like this, my bro
Smash 2 tracks then get up and go
When I come back, I'm making that dough
I'm at the top and you are

hope that I still want that
Yeah, baby I won't fall back
Imma be the next Elon Musk off this song track
I'm like henny get em' all slapped at they kick

countdown

Zack Berry it's now your time
To get murdered by my rhymes
Murderous flows going over your head
You are too friendly act like Ned
Can we talk about

Some people sit back and they wishing someone will get back at the system
Missing the fact that they're not using position
But yet they act like they're

The cold rips through my flannel and my denim
You told me that by now you'd have it figured out
But you were way off track, you gotta get back
To the hard

the same breath
Euthanize the track, do it to death but make it painless
Urban author poetically writing street Psalms
There's a war against real rap, get