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They hung a sign up in our town
"If you live it up, you'll never live it down"
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With

World renowned, pounding pussy by the pound
(After all that and you're still rapping about pussy?)
Alright, here's a little knowledge that I give

Hot Shit

HAWK

HAWK [Chopped and Screwed]

make you say Big H.A.W.K.'s sick
Make you ride my diznick, cause I'm colder than an ice pick
I write this for rightness, or even try to recite this
If

No Time

E-Dubble

Hip-Hop is Good

veteran.
Build a fucking batter ram.
Get in on the ground floor.
Be the effin' ground for 
Lay them bricks
Until you're rich
And the towns you was down

Time to Go

Magic

On My Own

2003

done heard about me, putting it down
Pound for pound, by far the best in town

[Hook]

[Magic]
Go on twist it, till you dislocated (daaamn)
Y'all help

Fiona's Apple

Diesel Boy

Venus Envy

1998

Girlfriend what I said before I said I'm leaving town, I'm outta here, I =
Won't be back no more I just need to believe I have gone away to become =
A big star

stop them in their tracks

Big coins and little notes

Would they throw

This was the start of the rise of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers

And boy that

from my home by the ocean

A naive little boy who got caught in a trap
Of too many good times and diversions
Well I slipped and I fell
And I lost who I

Who ever thought that I would make it
This far but those who hated
They saw potential in a boy and they delayed him
Went from wannabe to little nigga

When I pull up on em I'm like skrrr pa
Then I'm like pa pa pa
Duck down duck down
Quiet down no sound
I'm the man round town
Who you trust if it ain't me

Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
We'll go

Watch the street, watch out, she is out there
I've got goody goody eyes with ten to ten visions inside my head
She walks around this big fat town

a thing in these H-Town streets nah
I'm a king pin
I'm a big dog
I'm a rager
Yeah I'm King Kong
See me at the club
With my shades on
Don't talk to me vibing

and wit and charm he's the talk of the town with his bowling Arm
And I wish I wish I was a Bishop Wordsworth boy
And we would sing Veritas in Caritate truth

nose not quite straight

Small fokken house on the wrong side of town, never ever up, mostly fokken down
No fancy labels, no nice swimming pool, no mom

out the shower and fresh off the toilet
Then one night he be out
Just repping a set
Approached by a man
Who was dripped out on deck
And he told him he

yeah I hope heaven's like home 
 
I Hope every stop sign got buckshot goin' right through it 
I hope time goes by like it does in this town, barely

around
Like little ants
Cuz that’s what they were

A hat too big for his head
And boots that were only pretend
Were the solitary things
That gave him

breathe"
Still on my feet 
Game of Musical Chairs
This assed out route
cll too familiar
Like deaf clings to the hearing impaired
Some blinded by light 
But

of the town bitch I'm the man
You think you gonna do some about it but you barking at a knot
Watch yer fucking mouth
Shut your big bazoo
Yeehaw
You're as ugly

last
Take the weight off, you can lay it down
It's a big world, but a small town
So when ya stop by take your time
Stop and say

Hello, I love you
You're

sunshine
Without a little rain?
And love is like leaves in the fall
'Cause some people get scared and
Leave when you fall speaking of which
I met this girl

Heads down, swallow the screen and feel images
Imprint themselves. Big world, little villagers.
Living the dream, dreaming of waking
Who isn't afraid

the ground one big pound
Let out your loudest sound
Sing it for the whole town
Let your bass be surround
Throw it around like McCown
It's all good if you down