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the sky is the limit
but we superscede
the greed for the speed is like
way beyond limits
I grab my parachute with like
forks and spoons in it
and I'm

And I'm running up the paint
Keep telling me there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake

With my gang, I pull up, let it bang

wait in the rain by the tracks
'Til the last train comes back with you
Life is nothing but ordinary without you

And I will be your parachute
When

life is full of rats
In this race you know my pace be like a drag
Need a parachute to slow me down
The competition lag
How much money on they heads?

the pope no
In and out then im gone
Fucked lil shawty outta her thong
She get wetter by my tone
Let her know when she can come
Yea

My Beyoncé got that dome

everything that i'm doing just for you
Got no better way to spend my afternoon
I'm so high off you i need a parachute

Uh, uh

Ooh, I got a band or two
Baby, tell me, what's the move?
Diamonds wet, come take a cruise
They ain't walkin' in my shoes
Trying, they

Two bands all for the fit, two bands all for the fit
They wanna cop my drip, they wanna cop my drip
Two bands all for the fit, two bands all for tbe

Nigga nigga nigga that's just how I feel ass nigga
Nigga bigger den me, he a foreman mills ass nigga
I'm trynna make my dreams come true
But why'd I drop

Step By Step

Whitney Houston

Preacher's Wife [1997]

1996

day (day by day)
Mile by mile (ooh), go your own way, go your own way

(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(I'm

day (day by day)
Mile by mile (ooh), go your own way, go your own way

(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(Come on, baby, got to keep moving)
(I'm

Cliff Hanger

Blackalicious

Nia

1999

pulled the cord on my parachute
Landed surrounded by a herd of wild barracudas, lions
The sounds of the wild kingdom piercing like a siren
Was I

shoes
Make ya wishes come true
Like baby it's me you
I’m like baby is you shittin me
I got my bands up you nigga ain’t as lit as me
I put some bands up

visions they won't leave me
Why?
Why again?
Why again?
I put myself into this, cant delete my sins
Wasted up by something I cannot see…
How did it come

Get the money
Get the money
Get the money
Get the money
Cheese by the block come and talk to me yeah
Bands in a Nike box talk to me yeah
If you don't

happy
He laughed, gave me a parachute, sent me on my way
And I got Deja Vu
Oh, well, how nice it would be to be free
I know what I want and it's waiting

Taking shots of that 4-2
I stay high like I'm top shelf
They pop the bands when I come through
My drip's immaculate, ride mean
Fresh to death like I died

shoo ting
Come down back to me parachute ting
Pow pow that's my shot I'm shooting
Pow pow that's my shot I'm shooting 

(Rocket verse) 

Dipped in

the saber
Of Darth Vader's character, rave dance
Parachute
Pants, was Furn gully way before Avatar
Batter up? 'Cause White Sox
With the fitted caps
Janet

if they look at my face, they gon' sit down and listen
Get a hundred bands, bitch, you cannot compare
Stop lookin' at me, we is not no best friends
You

Bands On Me
I Got Big Bands On Me
Ayeee
She get that off the flo
Told her pop some mo
Stanky bitch, what's up with that fuckin' throat ?
Come and cop some

imma pretty young dime
Big Band Baller
If you on, hit my line
Dollar talking bitch, you see them chains on me ain't average
Ain't fitting with this

Jersey

Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car

like sinking in sand
Paved my own way So they know who I am
But I keep me a stick like I played in a band
Some people they envy so I had to crop em
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