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Barry Made The Beat
From the 956, but I'm straight out the 210
Si yo naci in the 956, but I'm straight out the 210
Came a long way from getting

looking bummy
Now I'm in my muthufucken zone
Bitch put me on a thrown
Cause I deserve this shit making trips
To A to B
Texas to LA boy you know it I don't

the boats I got plans on the sea
Don't got a soul I've been leaning on lean
Poured a four it sent me right to a dream
Wearing all white cause I'm in Mykonos,

upside down (how it’s upside down)
How you on the right side now(oh uh)
Out in Texas how I’m slowing up tension
Where the roses never red and all

Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some

Get the devil out of here you would never
PSoul on the track yeah
Is it all a dream

Is it a dream while I'm living here actually
I'm waking up in

96.7 was playing a song called animals by Martin Garrix it was amazing
He told his mom to turn it up that nigga was going crazy
And when the song was

Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers,

The Magnificant Seven

The Clash

The Essential Clash [The Essential Plus CD & DVD]

2003

Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers,

The Magnificent Seven

The Clash

Studio 54: The Underground Classics

2001

Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move why'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you

Insurance agents, or attorneys



Do not attempt to think

Or depression may occur

Stay in your homes

Curfew is at 7 p.m. sharp, after work



Anyone caught

dying by the second
If you reading this it's too late like a never ending message (yuh)
But sometimes I feel like drake, cause If I die then I'm a legend

losing it
I'm one of the greats, I think it's fate
I know I'm proving it
Looking at your bitch
She by my side and she be moving it
Up in my domain we make

to blame
Four times she came
Got her on my leash
She a little freak
But she can't be tamed
This bitch said she a capricorn
So I'm pulling her by her horns

of the young Gs bookin' a flight and I'm headed to Asia
Four and a baby goin' away, times were hard, I slept in a manger
Give her the Trojan, give her

ain't flattered by all of you hoes
You just dangling
Go ahead and come out the clothes
I take a puff of the weed, and screaming one eight seven
Jump in

behind 
The state of mind is fucked up but we live in different times
Im on my grind yeah
2 4 7 Im making them records 
Im counting my seconds
Grind yeah
2

but now that I'm older I get recognition whether it's taken or given I do that shit by force
I'm in a city in Texas niggas be flexing and don't arrested

The Next Shit

Busta Rhymes

Internal Affairs

1999

Rhymes, the imperial lyrical you heard
Kill like the one syllable word
The criminal of the lyrical killin' you pitiful
Niggas, leavin' you in a critical,

spares
Got to keep that, shit is real bruh
Where I'm from is the home of cop killers
Two-one-five, six-one-O
Two-six-seven, one-thousand
Four hundred

with a fake bb gun,
Something like putting in work every day, 4:30 pm, you fight sleep,
cnd minimum 16 hours a day of toil always on yo feet,
You can't

balls they all vagina made
Great walls borderin' Texas sound kinda lame
Now I’m in the tunnel with Flex it sounds kinda strange
No L’s ordered a Lexus

In the penthouse with my boy Snow
Picked up by my bootstraps
Now I'm rich and I'm selling like bricks at my shows yo
Hash-Browns irrelevant getting

overflow afterglow of the second coming
I've got rhymes so sweet I'm practically pissing out honey
I was named best rapper by the magazine Fishing