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the room
I guess we'll both find out, album coming soon
Yeah
And by the way, I'm the best up out my city and I know I am
I woke up 4AM
Just to tell you

sayin she don't miss you
Truth is I do hits so deep, navy blue
The ocean I'm drowning
Stress is too crowding
Can't make believe when there's nothin to see

brother
Gotta get through me to get to him
Gotta get through me before you get to Em
Ain't drop an album yet
Already 'bout to hit a M
It's gettin' spooky

keeping it smooth
Chase you down like that brown liquor
And making you snooze

Can't leave you on a sour note
That's like the blue belt blues
They melting

Nowhere to Run

Ozzy Osbourne

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

1998

on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I

Big man big track big time big vibes big work on a big bad album
These bombs be dropping be dropping on your head
Like a burton foot and a old school

I don't know how to give a fuck

I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much
When there is

tribute, it won't take long
I've made some stuff rhyme and
I've recorded this song

You had a hit album called Back To Black
But then you got addicted

an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell God I'm the future for Heaven's talent
No tarot card reading; I'm foreseeing you niggas

To increase my ends, enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose, red or blue
We must all stay true play the game, nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame,

nowhere to go ('cause I be running at ya)
?????
Surrounded by these colors
I see crimson, black and blue
Locking open doors again
I'm still afraid of you

Baby Bubba

Magoo

Indecent Proposal [Clean]

2001

They finally let the dish and the pan
Hit us all with some cash
Let me get to Virginia, link up with Timbaland

Now I'm bustin' they ass
Now they callin'

Congratulations

Bilal

The Divine Feminine

2016

(Where are you?)
Oh-oh
Oh
The Divine Feminine, an album by Mac Miller
Oh-oh (The Divine Feminine)
(The Divine Feminine) Oh

Am I supposed to?

a lit wire
That split in the pit
Fibers and bzzz you hit
By the "Gangsta Boogie"
Every ghetto it's the meadow never
Settle for your level
Kept it real-o

I hit gas and then I enter the room
Yes the album coming out real soon
Really
How much do you want it really buddy
Really
How much love will you put

Ridin' in a Vert' with a Uzi (Skrrt)
Four, five, six nigga double up (Hold on)
Took 'em on a movie call it "Bubble Gut"
Big dog we'll hit your gunners up

I'ma hit the bitch in some red bottoms
Yeah, late night, I be head-huntin'
I be red rummin', I be rack racin'

I got pink money, I got blue money
I

to hit 'em
While his children be with 'em, bag drops
Slide up and twist 'em
Thirsty for clout on your laptop
That's how you get finished
Homie was cappin'

I Need It (prod. by Cormill)

(Chorus)
I just keep feinin & feinin (& feinin x2)
I need it I need it
My money is blue I’ve been eatin’
I gotta get

me, go fuck yourself, dildo
Balling like Jordan even though it's from a disco
Greatest hits album, people asking if I'm single
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't

Ignorance is Bliss

Kendrick Lamar

The New West 2

2013

bitch would
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks
And I'm good
I'll make an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell

presidential
Plus the rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't even cocky
I'm just confident that I'm the shit
You hating motherfuckers know what time it

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

matte blue
Pressure bust pipes or make diamonds if it's meant to
DOA my demons resemble the likes of Tengu
Ya vision clearing up when the hits ain't going