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about a few cents 
Niggas locked up probably worth 2/5’s less
Kidnapped my niggas now we barely making rent
All this money in America don’t make sense

about a few cents 
Niggas locked up probably worth 2/5’s less
Kidnapped my niggas now we barely making rent
All this money in America don’t make sense

about to blow me a pound away
I'm about to blow me a pound away
I'm about to blow me a pound away
I'm about to blow me a pound away

Pull up in the front

When It's Night-Time in Italy It's Wednesday Over Here

The Everly Brothers

Instant Party!

1962

When it's wash day in Piccardy
They're eating ice cream cones in Georgia
Sixteen and four makes thirty one.
Take eight from five and your day's work

blow your mind through the roof top
Now who wanna? Who wanna?
Keep playing imma shoot that up
Now toot that up
Pen game and my wrist game on ice
Mix

Sound of the Zeekers @#^**?!

Leaders of the New School

A Future Without a Past...

1991

mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from

ooh
I made this beat bouncy as fuck
Like ooh
These pills got me drowsy as fuck,
Like wooh
Alright, hold on, lemme get it back
I pour up a deuce and it

trip

Destroy Instrumentals, catch up to IQ
Its not on my mental
Intelligent quotient, Rain is too potent
Got the juice, and its so essential
Screw

ain't worried 'bout 'em
My only goal is to keep courage and to make it off the bottom
Oh, I was raised by the Chinese store
Even though I ain't Chinese

don't blow look I'm trying to star search (I'm trying to star search)
Way I see it you wouldn't believe it (nah)
Clip full and the barrel bulimic (barrel

forty-four
Forty-five
Forty-six, forty-seven
Forty-eight, forty-nine (it's time to get high)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I'm smokin' all day
Ain't no

palm sweat, face full of pimples
Time spent, bomb threat, feed me instrumentals
I seen forks in the road, grabbing utensils
Get a plate, 5-star dish,

I was grownup since I was five cause of my trauma
I was locked in this cage alone, it was drama
I feel like my childhood never came and never went

pick up Rushden for a canyon run  
Laurel  
Oh  
My gosh  
It's unbelievable  
Yeah

But this can't be what you're used to  
Five star living with a view

The heart from your ho
Man, y'all lost it, this is nonsense
I'm on the way to blow up, y'all watch this
I just turned down a six-figure deal
Fuck trying

stir this up like a Typhoon with my tune
You know I might ruin my life like it's my doom
But its my mood to howl at the high moon
Turn into as beast as I

Two Words

Kanye West

Through the Wire

2003

We in the streets, playa, get your mail
It's only two places you end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still nowhere

a professor cause it'll
Teach you a lesson
Teach you a lesson you'll never forget
Hey Tim where's your legs
Having a hard time just to get up
Don't got an alibi

and came back
Like number forty five
But now i'm on the rise
Ignoring all the lies
Let's keep this short and sweet
It's bout a quarter nine
I'm headed ot

and came back
Like number forty five
But now i'm on the rise
Ignoring all the lies
Let's keep this short and sweet
It's bout a quarter nine
I'm headed ot

follow
Im taking off and imma blow
Thats why they call me Apollo
Vagabond be the mafia
Aint no stopping' us
Yeah we going up
Keep your two-cents to your

assemble
Dont expect noting less than
Mayhem when man blaze up the instrumental
DJ's got nuff Jammz in the bag 
Play suttin' lemme spray suttin' it is

of broke bitches trying to reach up on my status
Never had it
Can't grab it
Why you hating on a dime
You a one cent
Call the liquor store
Top shelf no

doing it right
Blow on her face, Gustavo Fring
Cooking up meth and i'm the king
Your girl likes it when I sing
Not DEA but i'm coming with the sting
Make