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can’t get enough 
And they all get alarmed when we summon 
Already know that we wake the whole city up 
If them boys get behind me then I’m running

Gunz N Butter

Juicy J

Testing

2018

business
These days I just practice all the good from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim

So get up off my YKK

No, no, don't eat it no, no, don't eat it
No, no, don't eat it no, no, don't eat it

Dreamed I was an Eskimo
Frozen wind began to blow
Under my boots

The Helium Balloon

Wale

The Album About Nothing

2015

the days, but let's just say five
Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job
So cry for me, wild for me
It's a horror story, eyes 20/20s that

Pour me a cup of that yessirski
Ay
Here we go
Here we, hold up, ay, ay, yeah, yeah
First strap I ever held was from a old head (First strap)
Mix

I don't ever gotta lie, I got true on my jeans
Ima blow out her spleen
I look good all in black, she look good on her knees
No I can't get attached,

The Contest

Johnny Depp

Sweeney Todd [Original Broadway Cast] [Bonus Tracks]

1979

I am Adolfo Pirelli
Da king of da barbers, da barber of kings
E buon giorno, good day
I blow you a kiss!

And I, da so-famous Pirelli
I wish-a

Ok
Sittin way
Up today
Feel amazed
Drinking gin my girl is sweet to mix call her my lemonade
Fresh off the ether grab the twist and roll the reefer

now
I'll stack em by myself
My biggest opps acting like fans now
I guess they fuck with Z3L
Play with my boys and you get fanned down
That's not good

can't take no part me
Granted
I'm led only by the spirit though
Bear my cross and I'm wit' it though
Step by step till the trumpet blow
Place my faith in

shit up by the pound
Yeah I'm all up in ya hood
I'm wit my niggas ridin' round
Tryna catch ya niggas lackin'
Leave ya body on the ground
Momma told me

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who

Girl you so damn fly
The way you blow my mind
Every time I walk up behind I aint got no time to lie
My favorite lullaby
Apple of my eye, you my dime,

The Anti-Love Movement

Total

Rawkus Sampler

check it like a couple, good lovin up in the tell
Then you, tell your friends I'm your skin like melanin
A gentleman that make them little boy games

but when they said it to his
Face he pulled the pistol grip, pump
You're no hustler 'cause you sold
A couple grams of blow
Little errand boys acting

that
Why you blow up her phone like where did she go
Like how can you deal with that
And you take her back
How you mad at next mon you whack
Pussy

Pure up a 8 th in my cup an i mix it up
Reck out a coup an i bougt me a bently truck
Run up a check like a plan i been made it up
Keep the same

Orgy party

Ima real nigga
Ion give no fucks
I be by my lonely
I'll still up a score on y'all
I heard that the feds watching
Bitch
I'm am just

get to know you

Hey fuck boy 
Leave my girl alone
Don't hit up her phone 
If you do then Imma blow
Hey fuck boy 
Leave my girl alone
Don't hit up her

did shit by myself so be careful when you talk
Be careful when you talk
I could run up on your plug
When it's my time I swear to God
Imma send my

aways locked up inside my Mac
When I blow up you get nothing yeah thats a fact
Pretty boy but she bad oo ahh
Little boy you are a loser
Don’t try

the lives that I touch
Their value is quantified by the lies that they told
It's had to up hold the fallacies
Niggas living in fantasies
Calculating my steps

always back up my section
My day ones got my back cuz
Ill never need no protection
Search n destroy
But they dont know me
We know them boys that flipping

Magica Story

Dio

Magica

2000

One by one
the good souls of Blessing were turned to stone and
sent on to their grisly fate, until only the noble
Eriel remained. The spectacle that