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King Jay to the planet Visualize it
Tell my government legalize weed
Shiiii. Wanna drag that shi higher
I don high like this
F***ing GONNO speck
My

the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me

to unspell,
People can't stand what my existence tells
That's why so much I am isn't well
Standing tall is this prison cell
Sometimes it's on the left

directed by Spike Lee
Ain't got no codeine in my cup
I guess we 'bout to blow trees (huh, woah woah)

No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's

Well there once lived a maiden down by the sea
Let me tell the story of my Annabelle Lee
We were young, we were kids by that place by the sea
And we

Show Em What They Won

Nelly

Free City [Clean]

2001

and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice

like still at school come learn some bars
Doin up lifestyle style in my life
Monte cristo Rémy xo
Sippin that juice and I ooze out flow
Pourin that truth

the open spaces slip on by

like water on a plastic slide

i need to find me a brand new home

to call my own

before i get too old and die



I wanna drift

to the Z
The nigga with the beats and the rhymes and the life and a leaf full of weed
Pour me drink with my smokes and the flows that spit gone be dope

They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights

I don't lie, niggas just can't rap like I (Swish)
Mighty fine, big ass and tits you know that I (Hit)
I be fly, aka young plane by the style I rhyme

Twice Inna Lifetime

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

get they microphones snatched like Lee patches
So YOU GO! To every wack muthafucka that you know (Scram)
My lyrics they get up in your jeans like

need my pub like this
Stuck in a rock in a hard place
I am thinkin' I won't bump y'all up, well
I am i got to get my thing off
My style come from Devin

Doing all that clubbing
Ain’t my style tho
Flashing all my money
Ain’t my style tho
Rock designer, but it
Ain’t my style tho
Never poppin pills
Nah

Bruce Lee Roy, I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it

to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they

Bounce bounce bounce
This is the shit that'll make it (oh)
Bounce bounce bounce, uh huh
This is the shit that'll make you bounce (oh)

Carter & Lee, pardon

tastes the same
And I ride my bike to Rosie Lee's
Yeah I ride my bike to Rosie Lee's

Brenda wipes the tables
Old Frank sits by the door
They may not know

breathing my feels
Grant the youngin' in tears
That got laughed on his dreams
Craft artist of the year
Damn not keeping it real

K-Dot Rakim J. Cole, and Slim

80s T-Top when I ride
Flyin' by you see the light
My Sneaky Style
Keep it tight or freaky wild

No need for a coffee
I'm bout to go offee
I'm singin'

Midwest Choppers

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twisted And you can see by the look of my face
Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it tangle it

Everythang's Corrupt

Ice Cube

NCIS: Los Angeles The Original TV Soundtrack

2013

dyin' in piles
Its fishy, politicians smell like my bowels
Talkin' that shit, really crampin' my styles
I got many, now I'm pinchin' pennies no doubt

fun, fun, fun

I've got style, tearing through the curves
Let my flag wave proudly to the people that I serve
I'm number one, and I will always be

the reason that, long ago, 
   In this kingdom by the sea, 
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling 
   My beautiful Annabel Lee 
So that her highborn kinsmen