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yea how many you kan handle wop wop check his channel i got wockhart in a fanta feet out like im fred bitch i went prada on da sandle head from a lil

Remember the golden rule
The one who has the gun
The one who makes the rules
AK with the silencer I just admired her
Living in defiance
We ain't have

that’s why you following dough
Surrounded by sheep, but I be the GOAT
Build me a castle, build me a moat 
If you don’t believe, in M-E-L-O 
I’ll get

without a medal
I was training up in the mountains
You went to the meadows away in a manger
Said I'm the boy king
I'll still sell an eighth to a stranger

getting by the Rand
I just been wilding I got the juice
And I I ain't even tryna share
Man fuck was you thinking
Kuthi u-blind noba
Mina ngithanda ama extra

by a car
She busted her jaw
Only thing ever better Is a night at Schrute farms
Putting cars in lake Scranton
On the cruise, pam be dancing
That's

can fix it and sell, I wanna get me an E
First imma cop me a bus tho
Making my moves on the chessboard
I'm play the game I'm a king bro
Homie I put in

I arrived on the ninth a couple months shy of eighty-six
Another E.T. freed up from the mothership
A younger brother, the prodigal boy wonder
It's

Yow
Back at it again
You know what time it is
Lets get it
Hur
Like a constipated person
Shit aint working l ma buy time
I tried to work for a change

It's ya boy
I get to it by any means
Moving like to Malcom X
With Martin Luther's dreams 
Been making power moves
Before you caught ya boy in

grown
Some be hatin' but they commonly crotchety folk
Out complaining when they oughta be rockin' the boat

Cross between that bb king and Easy e
A little

I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin/
They stopped teaching Black History Month,
I beg ya pardon/
Ima take it back to Martin Luther King

She thought she found her some treasure in you

She got with me and I humbled ya bitch

Keep it a hunnit I fumbled some shit

I be all scared.. ironic

pushed outta bounds
Arrived to a mansion that's surrounded by a compound
My fam saw me started crying I told them to calm down
God got me here to give you

Heartbroken we fell out Damar Hamlin
Straight to the lab sharpening my sampling
Now they asking who died and left you king?
Count not Charles you a junior like

e-leasing?
Gotta fuck, the trunk seems really spacey
Gotta ride the bumps like they excite me
I don't give a fuck if you felt baby
By the way dear please dont

fuck round miss the opps, then we spin again
Steezo with that Choppa, by his side bitch i'm like Spinabenz
Swervo do no talking, free Big Trouble out

shit I could rap for 10
They must not know about me nigga
You AB OUT to C nigga
Give her D And E now she F'n with a G nigga
Yeah you can rap you just

Rapper Gone Bad

Rick Lee

Don't Hate the Player, Hate the Game, Vol. 2

2005

[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm a young gifted and black mack, rap sweet like candy yams
And I make you put your fist up to your mouth and say, "Goddamn!"
Boy, I got

I Don't Even Trip

Totally Insane

Direct from the Backstreet

[Ad Kapone] 
People always askin ad rock where her beau been 
I been docked in the cuts wit my pad and my pen 
Creatin gangta flows just because

a early mornin' buzz

And called my nigga E, "What up, loc? What up, cuz?"

I'm thinkin' 'bout pullin' out the trey for performance

And maybe hit a few