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Fans don't wait
Mans not great cause I'm resting loads
Protecting my neck no disrespect to the vets

Yo

Think to myself do I get this bread
Or do I get

water anyways
My future sure looks that great
And I can't help but feel like Captain Quint
While he's locked in the jaws of a great white shark
There

The Little Beggarman

Tommy Makem

From the Archives

1995

known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg

Little Beggarman

Liam Clancy

Live: National Concert Hall

1991

known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg

bitches/right back for the summer
I Told y'all bitches/I'd be straight by the summer

Cargo shorts white V-Neck
Big feet on the car like a T-Rex
I got my

y'all bitches I'd be
Straight by the summer

Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches

to the pros
Keep the cadence bouncy for all the homies and all the hoes

And let the hoes know they ain't hoes that they are great women
But the music ya'll

and her mouth she in control
She got me sta-sta-studdering its so great my body froze
She the best I ever had, talking to myself I don't know
You ever had

backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper

I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches

one
Who's better than I ever was?
I'll be dead by Christmas now anyway
Please, give all my things away
They'll make great Christmas presents for you

words
Scared of being great, maybe you should try it first

Lost my way, could you help by chance, hall of fame (is) in my plans
Real white, not them Xans

days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else

with the grounds of its own disgrace

I buried my heart at wounded knee
It was torn apart by the white man's greed
But still my spirit is running free

A clockwork system runs 
A rotten state of fails 
Shooting rusted guns 
At the great white whale 
March on long dead sons 
Keeping wheels on rail 
An engine for

the one to fight
Tear your throat, rip your eye
Now they better go try to hide
I'm the pride of my whole tribe
I'm the king of the Great White North side

he plannin'?" (What?)
Just make sure that you got a back up plan
'Cause that shit might come in handy (go, go)
Started a label, the album is comin'

Get the fuck from round here
Smoking by the gram
Bitch we blow it by the pound here
Winning is great and that's why I keep doing it
Chopping it up

great
You're killing the drums and the bass
They like how many days you been making your songs
I say about 808
Abrasive Side hit the Drive By
Slapping

dad
Make you wish
That you had
Put me on your list
Of your best rap
You missed that
Chance
To be with me from the start
You're raps have lost
I'm Batman

Now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Now we living gravy
Now we living gravy

Best believe, I am the brother that

ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart


I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym

I've been Helen of Troyed 
Betrayed by the world
Left for dead
No words where said

I was the Prophet 
The prophecy spoke
I was the chosen one
I

If I got it best believe you ain't gettin' it for the same price
Eight wolves with me, I promise you we don't play nice
Yessir, I'm an expert, what