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Burnin' Up

Jessie J

Sweet Talker [Deluxe Edition]

2014

Jean
The way we're movin' by the end of the song
They're gonna have to pull the fire, fire alarm

Subliminal, sex
Drippin' in, sweat
I'm losing my,

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
Top cat

The treasure hunt
Will be, won by the girls
I will sacrifice myself
Two on guard
Quicker like I'm falling into a dream
In this reguard
Wormhole time time

channel your energy, cut through your foes like a soldier's
knife. while the average front,
I'm on a never-ending scavenger hunt,
I'd rather be blunt so

on Among Us
Apparently someone was being toxic
We said they like CP
But they didn't know
They couldn't see that we were faking it
At all
They fucking

and a shovel
It's time to bury these cockroaches, you in a ford focus
While they riding on rarris, we form on them like locusts
Cause them all to say sorry,

Checkless get caught by
A stepper Break him like
A record he say he Want
Beef we got hamburger helper Claiming they love me but
I never Felt them say he fell

tryna flaunt you girl

Yeah like Where you wanna go
We can go wherever baby we could take it slow
Yeah like Where we gonna end
Up I don't really know
But

looking out the top floor windows
I see the hustle and bustle
But like ford
I'm putting in the muscle
Since I was young
I've been out here really tryna

for justice
Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
And all the young soldiers out there
God help us

Time to take a stand and save our future
Like we all

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

and graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite

White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets
By the seams of they jeans
CREAM get the money
And run it to the hills y'all

you treat your girls
And eat your girls like they are pie
Why you keep on talkin
And your runnin off your beak
Now you know we know that you go low

dressed in Tom Ford
I tell her keep clappin' that ass just like an encore
Yeah, big pimpin'

She been makin' it clap, no hands
Makin' love

I got something for you
He said, baby girl, take my Colt .45
If a motherfucker tries to shoot him, dead in his eye, nigga
And by the very crack

to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got

Section 805
Come on black cap, shirt says Iraq with a C
I'm still rocking Dickies like it's 1993
No... skinny jeans for me. Whatever nigga do your

Good Ol USA

Billy Joe Shaver

Tramp on Your Street

1993

In the good ol' USA I'm proud to say
We got brand new action
Good old fashion, too
And the future's so bright
Like stars in the night
Just

Like a family
Ain't no coming in between
We don't chase cheese
Naw
We chase green
We ain't going to stop
Stack it higher than Hakeem
Olawjuan
Straight

between us?
It’s complicated like crossing a swamp in new adidas 
My guard up as it should
Yours too, and that’s understood
But we gotta start somewhere

Oh yeah
Sit back smoke a blunt
Lil bitch what you want?
I get the pack in by the month
Opps outside so we on a hunt
Young bull told me 12 tryn blitz

don't give a fuck how you felt
I gotta get it
Go on the hunt
Time to go eat
Know I sit by myself
Gotta boot up
Know it's straight off the shelf Under

Codeine Crazy

Future

Monster

2014

a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'

the devoted off our porch
Monotropa pushing leaves
Showing the lobster claws
Hand and foot
A symbiotic splendor
Like them
Come the fall
We'll be married