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my hunger I'm coming to feast
Go tell the heathen lets go for a ride, and make sure that y'all don't get blood on my seats
Can't let 'em trick me I

But tell the public where all these hotties come from

Alright bet
I'ma break the track down right here
Let all the homies kick it off for me
You know

And continue on my journey to try
To get to the top
And it'll never stop and I refuse to believe
That immortals only measured by selling a CD
Not enough from me

punching your hand
No 360 deals I'm not nathanial goddamn
Not trynna be saved by a fucking hashtag

This beat hard but don't abuse it
Let's get stupid

get out the mail
I dwell behind the veil
since He let me out the cell
I ain't gotta go to hell
He already paid my bail
Every day I get stronger
You know

Wicked Rappers Delight

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4

2005

ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015

Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by

(Texas go hard)
Crooked I (Let's get em)

Yeah Eastside of a red L B C
Pumps in my trunk on my L T D
Sipping on that Hennessy it helps me breathe
Who's

(Texas go hard)
Crooked I (Let's get em)

Yeah Eastside of a red L B C
Pumps in my trunk on my L T D
Sipping on that Hennessy it helps me breathe
Who's

Yeah, yeah
Just breathe
Don't hyperventilate, the boys are back up on the scene
Let's take it back to days when I was rocking South Pole jeans
I

the crib 
You know I'm thinkin 
Let's fuck 
When we scramblin 
In them sheets 
You know I just 
Wanna get it in 
When I'm out 
In the streets
Ion even think

don’t go
I know you don’t believe me, It’s easy
Weight of the world on my shoulders
Now tell me you care, tell me you care
I try to make way by my

Astronomical
If you want sum' baby imma' get it done
Locked in, then I'm shining brighter than the sun
Bullets flying run away you don't get enough
Remember all

you gone let me love you
Yeah, love you
I hit yo phone and tell you come home
Cause I just wanna get into you
I want you alone, turn off your phone
I'ma

trying to get my dick wet
I'ma get high, yeah, let her suck me like Skip said
That might went over your head, drinkin' downers, no Sudafed
Dressed in

She's Feelin' Me

DJ Def

Power 96 Presents Hip Hop, Vol. 1: In Da Mix with DJ Def

2002

crys swimming pool
Don't get mad your still my boo
What she said? That's not true
I could tell that you feel me too
So open wide and let me shine

of
Niggas better get your raps intact
See me on that big screen
And think shit's sweet
Diarrhea music when I let this hot shit leak
Uhh, take heed and listen

when you dont wrap it and lack reaction, right
I'm laughing like
How the fuck are all these dicks so pussy like hermaphrodites
Don't let me catch you

Don't Say a Word

J Dilla

Dillanthology, Vol. 1: Dilla's Productions for Various Artists

2009

[Chrous]
(Don't say a word) just let me get mines
(Don't say a word) just relax and recline
(Don't say a word) I'm the king of ill lines
(Don't say

it
If you want it bad
Come get that good
If you want me
Don't play by the book
If you want it better
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it

Harvin back deep so you better not punt it

I say let's run it, ion wanna hear the song cry
I'll put my pain up on the track and let the song die
Don't try

thought that I should let you know
It's a drive-by
Everybody down
I'm just playing now put the fuckin Money in the bag
Don't be a hero and make the Young

Razzamatazz/Jazzamatazz

Tung Twista

Runnin' Off at Da Mouth

1991

be kickin some funky tracks
Never ask, I ax, I get madder than Max
Diggem smacks, if they try to tax I play em like a sax

[ CHORUS ]
Rock - me call it

did that now I'm tryna get me some real estate
I'm tryna get me some real estate money don't mean shit it just comes and go 

Gotta get me some property

motherfuckers duckin' in fear
Yeah, let's get one thing clear
If I say it, then I stand on that
Never ever folded, never been a rat
I was raised in the trap