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Happy Timbuck2 Day

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

Wu-Tang logo on my duvet
That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving Rhames
That's the best of both worlds like God caused the Big Bang (mind blown)
Now

I'm tryna see addition
Food to fill my kitchen
Some faggot niggas snitchin' givin' info
We'll do a drive by, in a stolen black pinto
With tinted

and I had to see it bouncin 
Baby can you kiss it 
Show me what I’m missing
Skyline views when I bang it in the kitchen 
It’s 10 to 2 
I’m still with you

graft
Need a mansion overseas,
Surrounded by palm trees n bad b's
With a couple g's & a private jet I can flight in when I blow this weed
Why these pigs

to a milli, man this money got me itching
I got two bad bi***es whippin' up in the kitchen, who did it? (yeah)

Cash talk, let the bag talk, do the money dance

off by myself, I don't need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz
I don't care if they small or some stocky niggaz
I just grace 'em then

do it big for my peoples kid. 
I aint tryna let my city down like the Eagles did. 

Who the sickest in the game man? 
Cassidy 
Who be flippin all

the pistol, we can make war.
You thought that when they made ya guns that they aint make more?
And I'm gonna make sure I do it big for my peoples kid.
I aint

eatin' some teeth
So please step back, I entreat
I dish deep like deep dish supreme
Step large walk hard on a two man team (Yup!)
Gangsta lean, I'm Kitchen

what I could do
I wave that flag proud
Big flagship groove
Every move is player
Plays scribbled on the paper
Toast to better days
We wanna be greater
I

Wannabe

Krizz Kaliko

Kickin' & Screamin'

2012

lucky
All that my bigger brother tell me take another ass whoopin’ and see
By the rock ‘em sock ‘em roll bottle he believe that the owner is me
He

Esham's Boomin

Esham

Boomin' Words from Hell

1990

and knocked
My crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock
I had a couple more to go but oh no
Here comes the big ho bustin down the do'
So I kicked out

hot)
Above the shoulders, headshot (headshot)
Buck one and two, the feds hot (feds shot)
Bitch, I'm livin' by the code
I can never bend, break,

I want you to tell them statik Selektah

Lets do this, man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids
We regulate up shit

funded by the suburbs
Fallen city we need to hoist this
Girl you got a big top
Like a clown take a stroll downtown
Make em clap like the crowd
But

These niggas be broke as a joke I just laugh hear the v fly by that's crash
In this bitch trying to blow out the dash wifey grabbing my arm like this

Slide thru in a Focus
Big drip, they know this
Lean in my cup potent
Young boy bank up with lotion (bank that)
Phone keep ringing
Packs stay

grain
I'm an OG, got on two chains
Kicking back like Liu Kang
Influenced by Wu-Tang
Let them thangs sang
Hanging out where them thangs bang
Chain gang,

always by my side
The God who reins forever
He is a friend of mine
Everybody should be running
I ain't got no leash
Gunning for whatever moving like Bang

and choose
Some people choose to win, & others pick to lose
Now I ain't picking on nobody or depicting you
I just feel like I can't lose, I've been in a groove

a nigga on my groove tryna learn about the smooth you a nosey ass hater
The proof is in the pudding so my whip vanilla wafer
Got Flava by the pound

holders, X on my controller
Often zoning out so fuck a spark there ain't ignition
Afterparty stank
Literally
Throw up in the kitchen
Broken bottles

Baby bottles in my kitchen no stroller
(Big pourer) speeding in my lane I might swerve over
We can link tonight but I can't stay over (Ain't sober)
Oz in

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by