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bitches ain't loyal for real
I'm pointing a red dot, out a red eye
I left a nigga red like a pyru
I leave a nigga dead, what's the issue
Clean a nigga with

bodied foreign she likes
in all likelihood
Im searching through my letters for it till im touching wood
red lead notepad white motifs finder should
find me

Where's Da G's

Dizzee Rascal

Maths and English

2007

ain't drawing for no metal
I know them rap songs got you thinking you're some kind of g
Well if that's the case, then que sara and what will be will be

flashes, wet lashes, a stone pedestal
Coated with flakes of bloody red snow
Encompassed by a pack of vulturous eyes
They devoured her figure with malevolent

twerking breakbeat song for the twister game
You know what I'm saying
Have the girl put the legs on the red and the blue
Hands on the yellow you know what

I don't make love songs, lil' bitch know I don't Make clubs
Songs Heard you're new to the city, where you Come from
Got the guys rollin' with me,

I feel like I am falling
You're no there to break my fall
Got that picture you had drawn for me 
Still hanging on my wall
Thought that we were meant

clips, corrected by pigs
'Cause when speaking of clips, my short end of the stick is the grip of a nine
I bleed on the mic for your children and they drink

Nothing Is Stopping You

Big Sean

Hall of Fame [Deluxe Edition]

2013

with it
Then I hopped up on that red eye when I finished
I been gon for five hours, fuck, my head still spinning
Fucked the hotel up, shit she probably

anything
She ain’t down for much
I’ll make her down for everything
Girl I can pick you up
In my red komoda
Cherry red Cruze
Out the blue jus showed up
I told

of the kush

I got a hand full of songs i can drop
Anytime like a bomb call me Osama
I'm doin verses for couple of hunnids
I'm doin you favours no dramas
I

you speak
Posting everyday ain't gon get you chose
Paint yo flowers red but that won't make a rose
Ghost could write a song but they can't make a flow

passcode
I pour some drank out for my loved ones they buried under the roads
Live by the sword die by the sword better pray you come out them trenches
That

last forever
And ever
You're the one for me
I'm the one for you
I could write a thousand songs about you
You inspire me
Baby you're my muse
I want nobody

The Art of Peer Pressure

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

that nigga the shenanigans
Nigga I think we should push back to the city, fo' real doe
Nigga, for what?
What that nigga, what's that Jeezy song say

Tupelo Mississippi Flash

Tom Jones

Singles Plus

2002

He said:

Son my name is Boregard Rippy
I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi
I write songs that'll sing like a bird
I play licks on my guitar

is true for you to but you probably object

Overruled by the stress of Santa's egg laying bunnies and white Jesus yeah that's a threat
I'm guessing I'm

to give thanks for this precious body I call home
For the lips through which she nourishes 
For our hips through which life flourishes

Shira Elias:
cnd in

Konnichiwa

Skepta

Konnichiwa

2016

Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Konnichiwa

By now you should know I hate waitin'
I got no

police is everywhere
the murder scene is way to grizzly for me to Bear
so for players, better peep this song
when you on top, feeling yourself, its Not For

Christmas Eve In Atlantic City
Bill DiLuigi 888Red Ascap Rhyme Partners Ascap


It's a pretty small crowd for a Jersey casino
Christmas songs

saying things not worth being said
Let alone put to a note, everything except for hope floats
And I don't care if you're not there 'cause the songs that

said
King Tut, Martin Luther
Malcolm X, but I'm the shoota'
Top ramen, knowledge for the noodle
Finally gettin' praised, yeah, kudos
Doing bad, still

I love you for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I'll give you my heart

I love you and you alone were meant for me
Please give your