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stare up in her eyes
And her eye color brown but she got them ocean eyes
So we go back to the car, tell her we should make a bet
3, 2, 1 Aye shawty now

wanna rap about smiles and laughs But it's covered by my pain
And now didn't drove down so many roads
Had to learn to stay in my own lane
Cause he could

RHINO SONG 
 1980 by David Williams


F   C  F        C
Rhino, everybody knows,
C             G       C
You got one tail, four feet, twelve toes.
F

slips
hating n****s sink ships
If she for the streets she flip scripts
I'm the type of n**** fake my death
Take a year just to take trips
Come back drop 3

a fiend for the drums I eat every one
And finish when I feed on the crumbs
Uh I’m three places at once, the back seat and the trunk
And with the keys in

flips big miss true this
I'm still on my pivot
I shoot the shot from the three range
I'm out the block when the shot bust mane
When the clock stop game

we knew we were on our first date at the canyon
We took off on a run down the hill our feet felt like dancing
We stayed side by side I felt my love

to having addicts
In my attic in a cage like a rabbit
Pack of rabbit's
You might it horrifying but I promise
I'm ecstatic in a circle kneeling
And my feet are

Been hustlin' out here all day
I could finally kick back
When you comin' honey everybody know
Closed mouths ain't gettin' nothin'
You can't take it with

riding, we die for JB
Got shot by a dyke, that can never be me
You know my nеighbor
Them Flockas be flockin'
Sweep you off your feet
We got knockеrs

the hair down to the feet
Imma a real nigga so i'm gone speak
What you zip it cause it's on me

Just had an epiphany
My bitch be rocking diamonds out

on)
Three hundred in the bag, this a week worth
(Check it)
I been doin' all this steppin', bitch
My feet hurt
Randy Johnson, throw the bag at you
You

As far as I'm concerned it's just an apple on the tree
That I can reach for
I under estimated the power beneath my feet
I been tweaking like the lamp

wet said she feel the sand on her feet
Like she at the beach my nigga
Said she want the heat so I spit like a 2-2-3
So I do you and you do me
But I'm no

out the window tryna stop him, they ain't bothering

I'm in the whip three deep like it's Migos
They talk trap, they ain't ever seen a kilo
Big drip

bought that larn
If I take 3 shots you know mans garn
Take that out n I'll send them farm
I bop that larn
I dropped that larn
I bop that larn
I copped that

to get it nigga relax
Kick yo feet up put yo seat back
Smoke up on another weed pack
Wavy king I'm bout to be that

All eyes on me
They be watching me work

square feet,
Crazy, how the meaning of shelter done 
Changed to me…

Yeah, It’s ya boy big Benzo
And I’m back in da game…
And yeah I like the finer thangs,

why that shit's so hard. I really did this by myself that's why this hits so hard. From being picked on and doubted, tripped up and outed, only made me

a rebel for you

Verse 1
I've caught inaction
Broken back from
Stale attractions
Both feet in the mire

Verse 2
Beg your pardon,
Rebel heart man
Rest your

I'm baked
Because I got it imported
Where they make, it at?

I hear the bacon splat
You know we taking that
Back home
I put the chrome

wondering
If the golden temple is standing or crumbling
Turned into dust to be blown by them three winds
I've got a real bad case of St. Augustine blues
And I

of fortune on your mom block, give it a good spin
Back in the day, it's funny cause we rode the hardest but we was on foot then 
Both doors barricaded,

backyard, knocked off his feet
The ops will get the cops charged, with multiple degrees
Have George wheezing for air for nine minutes, with a knee
On the back