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the tape
Everything count, I even played the block with the shake

Bottles of Ace
I'm thinking imagine if I was born rich
I'd had on baby Louis Vuitton

bitch a vegan

'cause she say she don't eat meat (Uh)
Pull out that choppa, different ball game
If I had a lil' brother
I'd go to his ball game
Acne,

still was tryna get a job
That s**t ain't have really a purpose I was findin better sauce
I was only 16 but I touched a 20 ball
Got established in

ball n chain
(You know that money ain't everything?)
Then why you at work?
(Just to pay my rent)
Then what you just didn't make no sense

I need

the juice, I'ma be more to Q
Built for it, but ain't got that anger built toward it
Kilt cordless, and return to my set
Know I rock 'cause if they sent for

turns to a ball game of words that rhyme with deceit
If men were angels there will be no need for government, James Madison
But the maddest thing is we

masters, you can imagine 
Or witness it all from the back 
When it comes down 
I just want you to know that I've never dumb down 
When it comes down 
I just

taught to steal
By my older brothers nigga that's just we do
And in the will ima give it to my kids okay
Niggas mad at me cause I'll make it someday
Ion

on polar
She tryna control me I'm not a controller
I keep the lights on by stayin so lit
That ain't no milk that's me on her lip
My shooters are wild they'll

tries in vain not to drown

Fallen
Maid of earth wind of fire
By the hands of your lies
Wiseman looks up from his cold crystal ball
While he cries Utopia

(I sent the U-Haul
Come on now, I sent the U-Haul down there)

Spectators amazed at skills Glitch in the booth displayin
Couldn't tell that yet? Then

go down like that (rah)
They probably didn't sound like that, but maybe close
If we are to believe Noah, they didn't really know how to make boats

U Love 2 Hate

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that

how they gonna to think I care about this shit? 
Pulling up in a car with a gash from a crash that I refuse to get fixed
First player in ball hockey

Trippin balls with my Jaw half
Way across the cemetery
Goin hella white on the pills I just took

That's life and I'm west i bang
Loads of drugs but not ket

that you know I'll never let you go
What I gotta do just to get you
I'm feeling kinda lost since I met you
Imagine all the things we could have went

a pole, that’s embarrassing you’re like 50 years old.  Country music I didn’t forget about you the whole genre is plagued by a lack of I.Q. You got your

talk like a Q & A
Shit I got my checkup without a CNA
My dawg trap, he put his block on the resume
I ball like the NBA
I work like a MBA
Wordplay really

where the coats at

You know I don't be getting ghosted as much when they hearing my vocals this much
That's cause it's powered by phantom
With seven

Rich Dad, Poor Dad

Big K.R.I.T.

Live from the Underground

2012

'em
Proceed to play ball, when he cried I can't console him
I truly wasn't ready for kids, that's what he told me

I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had

When the Playas Live

Crucial Conflict

Def Jam's How to Be a Player [Clean]

1997

ain't a thang gon' change
Put it down with the crown, don't like caine
Lay back like a mack with the big faced yac
Agree to never lease Q-ball

Well be blinded again by love
 by the feeling of want
 only to be shown how much We are not wanted 
Slowly Suffocating everything that felt good 
We get

Yeah i'm feelin' this one Q
This a classic pachino Life

These rappers is so old need to retire rap
Fuck with young Coz
'cause I'm where that fire

changed and I'm most improved 
Look I ain't being passive no more
I'm passing it on you deserve a rock on your finger im passing the ball
That's how I do