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here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound

Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every

Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,

shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by four P.M.
Call me Los Kevorkian

[Chorus (Ayana M.):]

Some do

to the test
Every mistake that ive made yeah it came with a lesson
Enjoy what im learning, i beat my depression
By adding acceptance, no thing you could do

a dream dawg.
First place runner
Too quick run up
I Talk less, shut up
The money young, gudda
Gudda
I'm on the roof snipper
Kai kaba Kai Msthana I'm a true

I think she meant that life isn't passing me by (Passing me by)
But that I'm passing life too fast for me to realize
All we love one day will seize

I’m rolling with six in a four
Cutting through the eleventh
I’m from the home of the hammers
City of the gunners
Can’t tell me ‘bout runners
Don’t

ties go ask my mother
We can't fix the damage that was caused by the corrections
We lost too much time and now I cherish every second
So Emotions run

Nigga's be switching up
Fuck a bitch, young nigga had to double up
I just be doing my thang, go against the king
Niggas is you dumb or what
4th down, we

my life that's what you do
So I hold it down
Yeah, by any means
Vetements, stuff them racks inside my jeans
Stop asking questions boy you moving like

Okay I'm back now
Gone keep dropping fire I ain't letting up
This shit started at sdub
Can't believe I used to rap for fun
Now I'm on a run
4 By 1
I

Crossing the Channel to buy her some Chanel I really am sorry I make amends
I didn't mean to do what I did last night
Me Pouring a 4 got me Lit last night
I

a break
We only had one date (or two, or three, or four)
Fuck that, who’s countin’ anyway 

But you are, you are
You’re keeping track like I’m a runner 
But

I’m with known block heads and dope runners
Big Folks But I’m plugged in with no thumbers 
Yea I was young and dumb but I wasn’t  no dummy
At 14 I

cause these nigga hate
Like fuck that
Niggas get up close I might just clutch that
Henny got me dancing by myself like I ain't kno that
And these pussy

shoving the cake in ya
Face fuck you Farhanna Vonna I'm still having dreams about fucking ya mama
Call me Jeffrey Dahmer your getting hit with the hammer

Emotions in Motion

Billy Squier

King Biscuit Flower Hour

1996

One, two, three, four, hey

Bend your back by the light o' the sun
You come to the business
You're the number one, ooh yeah

When twilight

that, can't be rung 

Leaving every beat dead, 'til it can't be sung

Magic Johnson in the 4th, when it can't be won

Just ya' unsung hero

Started with

4/4 time 

our feet on wheels and in the sky 

yes we're going cause we'd die if we stayed here 

and those dying dreams will carry what's good,

Intrigued by making this real
More than a dream
My focus is on her
What could this mean
Should I let my guard down or is it not what it seems
Why do I act

When it’s all said and done and I know that you’re the one
Put you in the back or the front
Cause you know that I’ll RIDE4U
Cause you know that I’ll

a little drug runner
As the years go by we're getting older she's getting buffer
But shit at home for her seems to only get rougher and
One day she told

Medellin

Gustavo, Gustavo gustavo, Gustavo
Cocaine dreams empire cocaine dreams empire
Cocaine dreams empire gustavo, Gustavo
Gustavo, Gustavo
Every day,