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job so I'm praying rap pay me
I drop my next album Jesus Muzik kinda major
I moved away to Memphis it
Was hot as the equator
And gunshots every night'll

till it's over
I was from e'sgogweni by the corner
Her apartment paid for by her father
Mansion e'Winchester
Did I mention,when mansions were mentioned

Pinklady

Too Phat

Plan B

2001

straight or crooked lookin' like they wanna bone her
Sexy PINK CROSS TOPS that make you sip saliva in
She hold me tight like it's a HONEYMOON LOVE THANG

Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me

Still Dre

Cee

Tribute to Dr. Dre

2004

for sho', check me out)

It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm

(Pink) yeah, nah, nah this time
This time I got some shit to say

They call me whack soon as I start
Call me weird if it ain’t bars
Call me gay if I

Make calls, leave home, yeah
Take falls, get grown, yeah
Play records for a whole lot of people
Who just couldn't see me go for it
Kept runnin' like

Déjà Vu

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

takes over me
As soon as I go home and close the door
Kinda feels like déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and I won't, say I

Ay
Yeah (uh)
If this thing is called love
Yeah
Ay
Yeah
Ay (if this thing is called love)
Look I fly by in a pink sky (ay)
We get high and just think

Feelin' hyper? Then Please just go home
We just chilling, now you eyy 



Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution By: Soundrop

me dog, I just want to keep the peace
But saying my name, that's only gonna lead to beef
Tell my niggas chill, but they want to heat the streets

You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Home boy, I tap dance on the clouds
Who, who, who is it?

You, you, you can look up, I never come down

RAP DEVIL

Machine Gun Kelly

BINGE

2018

me (huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (what?)
I know you can't

shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got

Okay, ha! So we pop bottles one, bottle two
Bottle three me and D chilling in the VIP
With CC, Kol B and Richie
Getting drunk off of Dop-E

Still only opened my notes
Focused to cut out the fat, until this album was done
Kept asking God for forgiveness he helped me write what I wrote
Reminded

places
Let me tell you friend
Nothing beats the feeling
When you're home again

You get butterflies on
The drive from the airport
To your street
Sitting by

places
Let me tell you friend
Nothing beats the feeling
When you're home again

You get butterflies on
The drive from the airport
To your street
Sitting by

feathers with my dream 
Rewrite the scene 
With obscene gestures of freed 
Middle finger to law fuck old me 
I do it how I do it 
And these ladies scream E

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin' tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon'

darkest, but you seem okay with that

It is my design that holds me back
I'm scared to find out what I mean by that
And the beautiful sky is pink and red
But

to scam somewhere by Tucker
Call me UberEats 'cause we steady grumblin'
Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin'
Blind side, a nigga never seen it comin'

Junkies popping pills let me see your skills
I lived with thrills in the town of E-Hills
Couple kills and a bunch of stig refills
You'll get

Pink sky
It's getting late into the night 
New vibes
When you driving by my side
Forget the time
We made plans of our own
Forget us going home
Don't