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brim low
Puking whisky out the window
Uck!
Was tryna get a milli but that’s too low
Go hard up in the paint, Antetokounmpo
I'm tryna drop the top like

Intro: 

Boy you cook this Keliy

Let me take y'all down memory lane 

First verse: 

Press on press on remember them days I  was head strong 

17 in

that was just the language
Felt abandoned by my pops and thats what started hatred
At that point in time I knew the struggle didn’t break us
Figured that

Tryna make me a million (milli)
Tryna make me a million (milli) I put the city on
No discussion
Yeah I'm bussin'
No discussion
Yeah we tussin'
Out in

Country Boy Downtime

The Lacs

Nothing in Particular

2014

I love my Atlanta braves ball cap it's almost black from the tree sap
I'm a country boy with no noodly suits, got my slip on Georgia boots
When I

the soul
For the spirit in me left alone in the cold
By fifteen it had froze Sixteen
I was writing sixteen it and it rose
Way outta the ice just like Rogers

cracker leather, marshmallow whip
Driven by the chocolate boy, s'mores I call it

I said graham cracker leather, whew
Marshmallow whip
Got chocolate in

remembered
The tree had become shrouded in a thick curtain of dangling creepers
You could only see its silhouette in the steamy tropical mist

Over time, she

keys
Vroom, vroom
I told her to gas me up, I need the gasoline
I'm tryna slide it in, just like a cash machine
I made a milli on this phone with

Funky for You

Bilal

1st Born Second

2001

know you shouldn't rhyme like uh
Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like uh
Baby boy, you could do it; take your time; do it
If you get the chance

milli’s in a year bitch I called it
at the Ritz, having Nicki Minaj’s
Brown bitch and she speaking patois
Old boys act like someone he not
But I don’t so I

friend swervin’ in the cut

Boy im fresh just like vapor rub,

Fuck a lil dub I need That pack in

Smokin’ by the zip this that medicine

Pull up with

"I'll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw

Children's Story

Slick Rick

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 3

1997

"I'll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw

heart has been drained
By the shadow in the waiting room
When all the lies that you're told
Taste like honey and gold
And all the love from your heart has

tree i'm watching you grow

So go take a vow boy and find you a wife
Don't do all that I've done son but make you a life
Filled with joy and with pain in

niggas cheesin'
Til they hit and they bleedin'
Peacetalks save it, squeeze the milli wave it
I cause a crimewave, 9 bodies in 9 days
Lyin' sideways
Havin'

Boi!

Young Problemz

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?)

2009

flossin,
Crawlin on them inches
Fall up in the club
? all the women
Who are you?
Mike jones! who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones!
Boy

Sinister Tech

Tech N9ne

Anghellic

2001

this
Take that dead shit on
And if you're bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that home.
By the sinister TECH N9NE
By the sinister, by

It's only the man in me
God forgive me, this man deceased (God forgive me)
We'll cut off your hands, come see (hey)
Rup up and score on the opps by

some chronic, put it in a bag
All the cops, are on my ass
Roll a philly, make it fat
This right here, is my (Hey)
Stoner boy swag (Hey)
Stoner boy swag

Nachdem ich bei der plug war
Chill ich mit broski in T house und kleb ein Canada

So viele Schlangen im jungle
Schwing die Haki Hand mit Katana

hold
At least that's what I've been told
Asking the boy in the mirror
Are you what they say
Not getting any clearer
Are you who they say
I'm searching,

brain, I think she a brain doctor
Open my third eye and unlock my chakra
Spiritual journey, I'm in my awakenin'
Damaged by fraudulence, fuckers be fake