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friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

up in the stu I got bangers in the archive
You can’t keep up with my pace it’s at an all time high (Ay)
I’m a song killer (Ay)
Michael Jackson thriller

willing and able
Kill em all with a shotty that I got
Duct tapped to the bottom of a table
Han solo with ya neck wrapped up
In 4ft of mic cable
While you

by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop
Get off, y'all, I'm here to give you whatcha got
To the beat that it makes you

Just about the time we realized that we were different
I almost had it all but I threw it all away
I struggled half my life
To make it right

If my mind

(Nigga what the fuck is that)

Yo! Whoo! Yea! Alright Yo Yo Yo
Imma spit a bar or two, maybe haha
Deranger

Pick up a pen 
Lucifer why am I sinning

Way back in the day I took the metro still knew I was booming
I'm up in the booth with all this ice on I feel like a cooler
Wonder if that make me

the park wit my 30
Been balling from 16 to 30
Got head in my vans tell her jerk me
Harder baby you won't hurt me Curved that thot she too flirty
I make it

Jizz in My Pants

The Lonely Island

Incredibad

2009

need to make a dash
A song comes on that reminds me of you and I
Jizz in my pants

The next day my alarm goes off and I
Jizz in my pants

Open my

riding up uptown (Woo)
One hand on the wheel, one hand on my dick

At the green light I'm speeding
Fourth wheel on, I'm weaving
I got red eyes and swag

JUDITH
Here!  I've got an idea.  Suppose you agree that he can't actually have
babies, not having a womb, which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans',

they set that song up
Bro!

And let me tell you something:
MTV, fuck you! Once again, as always! I’m on
My Trump shit tonight! Let me tell
You what it

and how I'm bout to blow 
Send me signs that y'all still with me cause I really need to know 
Why y'all 6ft In the ground 
Thats the shit that tear me down

Real

Kendrick Lamar

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

2012

Should I hate street credibility I'm talkin' 'bout
Hatin' all money, power, respect in my will
Or hatin' the fact that none of that shit make me real?

to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush

love always babe
But not if its poisoned
Yeh Its so strange to me how
You threw all my love out
But you make it seem
Like you got no loving from me
I

what it is though?
Cause ayy, I love Drake, I love Khaled, but
That set that song up, bruh and let me
Tell you something: MTV, fuck
You, once again

a stereotype 
Express yourself then you will feel alright all night
'Cause it's party time that's why I'm here
Kicking a rhyme
Get up, get down, get into

you grew up in the hood you got no option
If you ran into the hood then that's your problem
Hi mom I'm a blood now what you know bout it
On this side

a Cuban link
With ice bergs
Type to make her eyes twirl
Beanie made by Yeezy
That she'd never rock
That's my girl
Icing on the veevees
Look like cake
I

, come put the hook in for me
I need the voice of angel
Combination Fergie, and Jesus
How can the world be so hateful
Don't they know that they need us

I just can't seem to get it right
Play my life on repeat
Like almost every night
All that I am, all that I do
It's all in spite
Of what I been

and before I was out
All of these people talking about end times I can't wait for my house
Uhh, hold up, huh? Okay, ay, hold up, ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah all