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in the dirt
I made it work
Wrist ima surf
Shoot up your shirt
Opps on the turf
She sucking dick ima give her a purse
New Richard Mille cost a hunnit

Mind Blown

MC Ren

Da Villain in Black

1996

saying they wanna rhyme
You can always tell white niggaz by the clothes that they wear
I bitch slap the niggaz tie em' up in a chair
Don't gives a fuck if

blizzards
See things bigger, like a trainee of King Richard’s
Say you’ll serve me we’ll be in court going back and forth
To me it’s that’s for sports— so quit

get back on the track
You know like dat
You are my favorite
Girl tell me what it is ?
You know I'll rock you
If blow you a kiss
You never gonna be my

loud back
You calm down, you get wild, I get wild back
No disrespect to the kid, I get? as fuck
Especially when my record is clean
Patted me down,

or the drugs shit I rap to take care of fam
Rappers on my Richard and my ball sack
If they want the smoke I give em all that
Boy I'm out here vente'/venting like

'm back by popular demand pop up in Japan/
Corns only poppin in a pan yall do Hella playin
 
Pussies only poppin if you payin yall should settle down

Mister Doty I don't know what to believe
Is it better to forget what doesn't happen to me
Even though you say what's on your mind
Backed by

He says he got dumped by Amanda Du Champ
Man I feel so bad for him
So I open up my arms to give him a hug
(Wait a second, uh)

I should whip my

bet them niggas is fake
If you want real I can give you a taste
If my ice is melting nigga
Better watch out or you'll burn your face
Come chill with

mad you got the gat forgot the mag
My niggas never lack or cap and like a pack they got my back
I got my cash I'm talking racks don't mean to brag thats

Swindlers Lust

Public Enemy

There's a Poison Goin' On....

1999

Yeah back it up
Vultures of culture
A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime
Uh-huh, check it out

If you don't own the master, then

And you know I ain't talking tusk
Bewildered by the foes in my eyes
There shoes will never fit to my size
I'm too big to fit there is no dice
Want bars like

22 Two's

Jay-Z

Reasonable Doubt [Clean]

1996

bitches wanna be ladies
So if you a hoe, I'ma call you a hoe
Too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggas too many chances
Too many

just tryna live my life I ain't know you would give me your soul

Karma came back around
Life really got cold
On the journey around the town
I found God

Please

Mary Gauthier

Between Daylight and Dark

2007

café on the boulevard
Looking hunkered down blown around
I've forgotten what I'm out here for
I stood alone last night by the streetlight, aching for you

considering you lived pretty close by
The tension was destined
But I know from every single rejection comes a better lesson
I only have what I learned and I'm

I'm a hot bitch, and you not it
Even if we playing tag, you is not it
I love that money talk, give me profits
I'm next level baby you know you can't

on my fashion 
Love me till I'm fucken gone and my body is just ashes
I'm tryna leave my Marks (Marx) like a motherfuckin' fascist
You know that I love

laid back like it's a sunset
We been apart for years but she still benefit off something that I
I put in motion so believe Me I expect a thank you
This

you better fix the flyer
Get on with your life, stay away, make the distance higher
I won't give in, provide attention that this bitch desires
Marx how

If your asking me questions to grasp me label
Then ya better step off and don't come back later
If you're calling me something that I'm not even about

long, lost john.

Lost john standing by the railroad track
a-waitin' for the freight train to come back.
The freight train come back but never made a stop

(Yeah)
Have fun with these hoes, give 'em back (Give 'em back)
They gon' see my face once I pull in, hit 'em back (Hit 'em back)
Never put a toll on my