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none of that”
Gotta eat, I’m tryna tell y’all
“That ain’t a secret in this world, but would that complete your order?”
HELL NAW
Jumped in the whip and I

Look at the Grillz

Twista

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz with the pretty cars
(Look at the grill on my pimp mobile)

This for my niggaz who got all the hoes
(Look

her neck make my way to her thighs
I'm flipping my fingers she reading my signs
Yeah
Got her signing in my ears know she feeling crazy
I've been playing

middle finger 
Stood up from history

I'm on 
Don't give a fuck want
This is me, all in my zone
This is my home
Feel free to leave me alone

Because I

bridge.


 
I'VE GOT IT! I prepared my materials - a presentation and a short script just for me, in which I wrote down the main points of my speech.

probably take that as content
When your ass should just be happy I'm still giving you content
And to the fans that ain't need me to spell all this shit out

the ca a ar)
I’m on my paperchasin’ route, don’t ever get it twisted,
twistin all this sticky till I’m straining my fingers,
goin for the money don’t ever

these pages
This is the difference when you control cadence
I got them all stuck in amazement
Only one pen. I do not blaze it
My taxes, the only time I

my Halo
I check with my Tekken Kabuki dance in my stage show
I'm in this Uncharted golden abyss
I throw Monopoly money, we not just digital kids
I got

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

Performing in front of the fans, they had their hands waving
This is all I ever wanted, this is all I'm craving
Me and my boy Chris shot the game
Two

sophistication
I'm swinging, I'm about to lose it
I mean it, my ears are ringing
From all of this shitty music
So let me sit em back
Buckle up as I hit a track
Get

week and
Now it's time to re-up
All these keys in this Prius
Now this bitch a Kia
Pray for Cita, the kids and the work
Pray that none of my niggas get

The Hank Chinaski Show

All my Baudelairing days

They've all got to go

I wont get well no more

I guess I've had my fun

Stick a fork in me baby

I'm Done

with this hammer
Kool-Aid with this jammer
All my niggas got bandanas, windows down hanging out the door
Let the clip tamper, turn him to a tap dancer

on that nigga cause
You know I'm 'bout to rumble
They call me Emjae
Got a cerebral for the stingers
Competition gets the finger
When I'm switchin' my

Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well

Home,

Interlude 5

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

of everything I thought had to accompany my music it became my burden. It just got stolen from me. I said, What is this? How did this thing that I love so much so

my life

I’ve got to run run away
I’ve got to run run away
There’s a jungle
Jungle in my heart
I’ve got to run run away
I’ve got to run run away
But

padawan
See me on a vibe in a mic and a rave in this pack like the grade my mad are all bangin
Thats hard, oi carry on"
You sound like" nah nah nah, I don't

If you smell boo-boo, nigga, I'm the shit
Watch out for your hoe, cause I'll take the bitch
I got money on my mind cause I wanna be rich
This here my

grabbed my leg
Wretched things he did to me
Now I'm like this wanna be trusted
Now we're all disgusted
He had found his prey in me
He tricked everyone

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

Wanna Ride

Ice Cube

Ghetto Heisman

2002

yeah 
Throw my cup and get ignorant out this motherfucker 
Mayday, mayday back in charge 
Cutting all costs. Cutting all costs 
Dip. Skip-skipping

yeah 
Throw my cup and get ignorant out this motherfucker 
Mayday, mayday back in charge 
Cutting all costs. Cutting all costs 
Dip. Skip-skipping