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Smokin' Dro

Ludacris

Golden Grain

2002

A factory of SMOKE and clouds I'm chokin proud
And rhapsody, the SACK of trees is WROTE and now
So potent now the TRACK is squeezed
So CLAP and be happy

coming to take you higher.
All my life I've been searching for someone like you.  As every minute goes by
I'll be dreaming of you.

My heart beat beats, my

"It's Mr N on that track"

Uh

Iyaah
yah
yah

Lord's preach

(Chorus)

I'm a lord how I preach
Best in the game, they vouching for me,
They been

broke the beat
They breaking necks I'm rapping clean
My flow unique
Got me riding waves like I got my fleet
Like factories operating on- more than one man

This future is looking awful bright
Shining eyes pointed to the sky
This future kissed by starlight
Keep it going till I die
This future is looking

the distance of my fucking future
Is a fucking sign saying death ahead, you fucking loser!
I'm going insane, this shit is fucked!
I have no skills you could

(LeeBoy on the track)

Shoot some, hit one (shoot some, hit some)
Kill one, beat one (kill some, beat one nigga)
Shoot some, hit one (shoot some,

to leave her
In the past like all of my beat up sneakers
Said she a eater but I can no longer feed her
Call her Anita now ooohh I feel like Smino
But on my

the Cash
Picked up lines for the money, it flirted back
We talked about the future, layed down a couple tracks
Never throw tantrums, Over here we throw

drink beer
Make love
Get high
On the tracks of the line
Now I'm working at the mill like my dad
And you're down there at the general store
But since they

street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle

Catch it and why Hollywood

race
but now it's decided by how many
pills crammed in yr face


	you're looking at the Y generation

	X looks to a future without fear

	it's more to do

Steve gon beat it up
That bitch ass so fat, It’s like a masterpiece
I’m the fucking best, ain’t nothing after me
You know me, I’m puffing on that

gave your gal a different beat now she's backing on my track
Yo yeah
So get your head and bounce it up on your necks
Got the bill up in the flat
Like I

life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means

Going im lost, i'm lost in the jungle
I fumble, i'm going so crazy
I double, i double
What i had last time
My past mind and my future mind they go combine

Now Gzeppy's in Giuseppe's
My future is super like Dragon ball Z
Beerus bars I'm the G.O.D
Hakai enemies, destroy this beat
You won't forget me, no

Beat Street

Grandmaster Flash

Grandmaster Flash Vs. the Sugarhill Gang

1997

belong
'Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is here
Everybody let's sing along, now c'mon, say 'Ho!' ('Ho!'), Say 'Ho!' ('Ho!')
And to let me know I

status
(Tired of these fuck niggas man)
I'm above it, I'm in my palace (Talk to me)
See the movement, my future lavish (Talk to me)
She ain't want me, but

Smokin' Dro

Ludacris

Golden Grain [Clean]

2002

[Chorus]
I'm smokin dro, choppin o's
Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin o's
Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin

I don't know Jack where I'm at
I don't go back over tracks in the path
I don't get mad if I'm passed by
Notice you're sad, and I ask why
I don't

am I supposed to do
With 2 minutes of trash that ain't even produced by you
How you gonna let max hop on the track
When you dissed him 10 times flat in

biz
I talk a lot of mess for someone new to the business
Folks ain't heard me yet, they gonna witness
That the future is
Black excellence
If you wrote

at me snap like I'm on crack hear the beat can't relax
Tracks get harrassed when I get asked to write these raps
Till I get racks I'm gonna grind no cap