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high fives
Okays and gravys
I'm that live
You can catch me in HD I'm close by
Made man like Frankie white boy
See me hanging round white boys
Know its

on a mission
Gotta go get it by means 
Do what i need to live a dream

Yea I'm humble dont gotta brag 
I step in the booth and blaze the track
You know I'm

Bitch I'm lit like a fucking lamp
Just cause you got Ricks, man that don't make you a fucking vamp
Take your bitch and fuck her man I can't love no

Your shit is sweet 'n' short, you need an extension
Like dinosaurs you left in the age of extinction
My life is flawless, I don't live by prediction
I

225 Rounds

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

seeds, salutation from the missile plant
Quick to the hollow point, it ain't no olive branch
My low cal, four oh cal in the cardigan
Tempted by Satan,

killed my brother
They killed my woadie
They got me up late sittin' by the window with my 40
Long live Ronnie B, long live TD
The streets so dirty
I

clique
Hard as bricks in a sharps bin, starting shit
Artist flicking their canvas by Carson spit"
Half eclipse of the sun way over the rainbow
Mask sit

trip
Droppin' the hat in this bitch
Niggas be sayin' it's up and it's lit
Like, why niggas stealin' my shit?
Big 40 kickin', don't wanna get hit
Kenzo

mans
You gon end up deceased
Why you wearing his name you
Ain't put in no wreck
E4 who they ain't spin they
Just made him a track
Steady rappin bout shit

in a city where nobody know me but everyone know that I'm lit
Shakey done through bout a hundred but not on no strippers all ones on the strip
Posed

the clique
Get out some more, expand the four, get a girl whos legit
Stay by myself, expand the wealth, that's not how I wanna live

A thousand subs,

What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip
On the party track I'm cold lampin
But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin
You thought I fell off, I ain't even

Saturday Nite Live

Masta Ace

SlaughtaHouse

1993

"Live from New York it's Saturday Nite!" (Scratched 4x)

[Uneek]
Ayo kid for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name

the meanest
My fix when scenes lit
Now ain't no dream shit
I live my dream shit
I let em seen this
Now let em dream this
They never seen shit
Them niggas

Liquid Swords

GZA

Back to Back: Raw & Uncut

2008

infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him
Maybe

tracks get spun like fidget 
Right now ain't no time for stooshness abeg get the fuck outta here if you're frigid 
I'm winning by sinning that's the way

Like exit man 
Fuck the bitch got prices
Catch it back coming through
Whole squad lit 
Push the bullets 
Talking shit 
4 deep 
Cause the team drippin

Her tracks she sew it (Damn)
Her wig she stole it (Damn)
Big Slizz a poet (I am)
They know I'm goated
In the Burg going loco
Sippin' on Four Loko

Scott on this track, yeah, it's lit
Yeah, I'm born from the ghetto, I didn't come from the bottom, man, I came from the pit
Now's the time to take a seat,

this is
The road is dark
The candle lit
Tightened my grip on the handle I stepped on the checkered panels and I scan like an analyst
Can't let

hit this cancer stick, I live life how my grandpa did
Smoke a lotta cannabis I'm lit, I still can't stand a bitch
My show gone run forever I'm an angel

run
You make a track (eww)
Then it's all done
Sebby make a track
Then he make millions
Aye, it's lit like a light
And I keep my circle tight
Got my two

A subterranean look into your ancestry
That hallway extending deeper than you can see
Lit with the spirit world torch light
Sit in our unlimited whole foresight

have lift off
(We have lift off)
If you or yo mans dem want the smoke then let's get lit dawg
(Let's get lit, lit)
Tell 'em sit dawg
Big talk
'Sep we ion