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Phil Knight
Oreos in Oregon State
Pop twenty pills in the night (ooh)
Goin' a thousand miles in another state
They ain't oreos but they bright
(straight

Lovely

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He

ain't help me with shit
Just know that money talk and that bullshit walk
Best to believe it

I'm riding solo in the whip
Black and mild that's on my lips

the 12th led by the one

We will emerge slowly as not to draw unwanted attention
Yet the sound of war-cry will spell fear on the lips the the horde called

take it
We out here corralling paper
Every time we album making
I can show you mounds of data
Boosting up my power rankings
Black Rabbit power players

GANG GANG GANG

Flow hot need propane
Flow hot need propane

Ha Uh
City fulla cocain city ran by the dope fiends
Ion really rock wit no names niggas

get a blow too
Know i can afford too
Want them by the thousands
Rake them in like leaves in the autumn
Then i shake em, then i write a album
I'm too

she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she

the outcome
I could really use a couple thousand
Dollars imma put it towards the album
Straight up out the city of the fountains
Aktion on the beat do you

a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with

Yea its the DJ Khaled the Don Dada the big dog pitbull the Terror Squad-ion
Aka the Beat Novakane I'mma problem my album drops June 6th listen

Now

finna see the outcome
Tell em I ain't drake and nigga no I ain't Malcom
But I go 0 to a hunnid, take the X n get a thousand
Yeahhhh, ion need no

spruce
Just Bring a couple big shots so I cud poe a deuce
I be so high I think I need ta cop a parachute 
I be so fly man ion kno why I keep coppin shoes

Nunchucks slinging bars
Keeping quiet bout this thing of ours
Faster blade
Black belt
Fire Style
Yall melt
10th dan with a hundred stances
Thousand missions

expect different"
"They be like, okay, Thug boutta drop an album 
Then it's like, okay, I don't wanna hear no club music, no fun music
Ion wanna hear none

a few toys like a happy meal
All black AMG
Wood grain on the dash by the steering wheel
Tinted windows can't see
Run it up let's get the cheese
Im him

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

The Scaffold

Elton John

Empty Sky

1969

In Orient where wise I was
To please the way I live
Come give the beggar chance at hand
His life is on his lip

Three score a thousand times

4th Chamber

GZA

Back to Back: Raw & Uncut

2008

Asiatic black Hebrew
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu
Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus,

and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So

to Nike all I think about is checks
Ion wanna fuck lil shawty her that pussy loose lips
Ion wanna hang with these ducks who tf let the goose in
I'm hardest

vision then don’t tell me her name 
Phat ass pretty lips 1000 girls all the same 
I’m outta pocket you gon bitch or just stay in yo lane 
I’m goin crazy

so we gave him a stitch, Pussy boy talkin, get slapped in his shit, That chop automatic, Got extendo clips, Got 2 baddie bitches, Ion know who to pick,

the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies wanna lick they lips, shake they