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It’s Da Huncho man
Niggas know wassam with me
Look
I used to sell snacks in the hall for the fetti
She got that wap I’m in love with the wetty
She

Jackson, I only beat it down
Straight Joe Jackson,

Man, I'm going so hard
That I can't go home
Life's too short, so I gotta go long
Just touched down

the plug charged with running the program
Refer to me as 10-4
You do not know no man
I don't needle (need all) that "Hey" (hay) stuff
Scarecrow, so (sew) man

Solo Ride but my bitch still by my side
Late at night when u feel alive
But still not living life (Oh u might)
Man I see the light but cannot see it

ain't no lackin'
My baby, she brought her buddy now we got action
Yeah, any time, any place, I'm like Janet by Jacksons (yeah)
I'm like Omar with

Dead woman dead man
Look around everybody dead man 



Don't buy a gun buy a bible instead man
This special gospel's coming  from a mad man 
Dig a hole

Black Heaven

Keyshia Cole

Touch Down 2 Cause Hell

2015

probably looking down saying it's irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
A song bird prolly smiling right now listening to her own words
Rosa

Dennis the Menace
So one of kind 
This should go down in Guinness
You pay with yo soul
But you can’t pay for penance
No there ain’t no bargain
Don’t look

vision like raven I already knew we gone
Like Jackson Lamar

Can I  sit between your legs while you play in my hair
We can fuck or watch a movie I don't

Pusha Man

Nate Fox

Acid Rap

2013

letterman, no practice
Still gotta burner man, no lacking
Still outtin Jams nigga, no Jackson
No Jordan and we toe-tagging
I'll take you to land, where

don't need my eyes to see Christmas time
Oh yeah
(Jackson Barley Jarvis)
Like from Iron Man?
(What are you?)
(What are you?)
(What are you?)
Okay, I've

Step by Step

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her 

("Step in the Arena" sample scratched) 

Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit

honestly I don’t wanna talk
I got the drip like I’m dropping the sauce
I don’t want the bitch but she stuck in my draws
And fuck all this shit man, I’m

Check the Vibe

Dred Scott

Breakin' Combs

1994

vibe, I check that vibe

{Sometimes, I don't know if I'm here..
 Sometimes, I don't know if I'm there..
 Sometimes, I look and see the sadness in your

nose at
I fuck with the Brims, and I fuck with the niggas that yell was crackin
We see him down the block, my niggas blitz, he did the Lamar Jackson
I

dirty
That's the reason I don't shake hands (Ugh)
I'm sanitizing
Analyzing my faith man (Faith)
I realize I was created
By a great man (Great)
Stay

an elephant 

Up and down like a YOYO
Thats right Im fuckin' with yo hoe
Dont wake me up for you go-go
But she be gone by 9:04
Lock the latch when you close

And the Jacksons 
I don't got a verse for you 
Tell me why you askin' 
If money talks 
All my bitches speakin' 
With an accent 
I make you look good 
Scottie,

Summer night in Harlem man it's really hot
Well it's too hot to sleep
And I'm too cold to eat
I don't care if I die or not
Winter night in Harlem

bad you can tell by the look in her eyes
She flips her hair to the side with a flick of the wrist
Lil mama so bad so gotdamn thick

She got an extra

Yeah, yeah, payback man

Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy

Ms. Jackson

The Vines

X-List

2003

Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant

Down at the edge, round by the corner
Not right away, not right away
Close to the edge, down by a river
Not right away, not right away

Crossed

the crew
And she pop that pussy
Like a good little bitch
Twerking that ass
While she sucking a dick
If you that kinda girl
I'd like to find out
Don't matter