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Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

and raised by Nas
Raised by the sharks but I'm swimming with the prawns
I found my own lane meet Mr Folarin

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

to the telly to put dick up in her belly
Yeah she fucking on my mans but no I'm not jelly
Cuz I already passed it on, I already got it already
Mr. No I do not

A nobody and quietly grew into "Dee Wit the Gas"
At first I lacked hustle as told by my dad 
But I seen that lil money and start learning fast 

Dis Dat Phat

to make em splash a lil wetter
I might take em to school they just some class clowns
Niggas thought I was funny well tell em laugh now
Putting all of them

An unlikely bond
— an encounter
The counterparts I’d like to describe
as followed:
A mind, sharpened by hatred, 
Mrs. Morrison had told me ‘bout

that's yo daddy gun
This lil uzi finna pack a punch
Yo yes men gave you a big head bitch you Mr. Mackey
You not pistol packin
Stick to rapping
Matter fact

Lounging late at night I ponder (¡diga me, diga me!), lately feeling like a foreigner
Lately been stuck in corner (¿cómo se dice... Burr?), accolades not

Play Drawn
By My Brother
Said I gotta be the one to make it out here with the music
Move my parents in a big house swear to God that I'ma do it
All

you do
Nah I ain't gone fucking with you
You fucking lil gatekeeper
I'm a steak eater
Cause up all on my tables a plate of beef
And you be fake

to respect this type of person
And you got to listen to that type of person
Fuck all of that shit (uhh)
I'm doing it the way I wanna do it
Look, I'm (Lil

write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me

Smile

Jadakiss

Life Goes On

2007

write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me

then cuff ha, I'm the new Mr. Steal Yo Hoe
She get turned on by the sound of my voice and the tats I show
Don't you blink cause next thing you know she

She call me Mr. put it down
That's only when she put it up
Said she wanna' feel something
Baby I could hook it up
Baby giving straight jaw
Something

Thugz Cry

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits

2004

of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame. 
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by

when i step up on the scene lil brudda
these sixteens lil brudda
wet dreams for the mothers or daughters
who wanna get caught up in the scheme lil momma

vibe, that's a cool lil night yeah

Hit her with the uhh, like yeah yeah
Hit her with the uhh, like yeah yeah
Be my misses officer, by the end

the pape it's on the floor
Keep pouring them baby ass lines lil Nigga pour a 4
And I get cash don't pay taxes high fashion put it on
Put it on bitch
Look aye

the only way that i
Get to see you again today
And to be honest to be
Fully honest this feels great

Oh Mr sandman (Whatchu want?)
Bring me a dream
Make it

like, ayy (Lil Boat)
I'm in this bitch like, ayy
I'm in his bitch like ayy
(His bitch, ayy, uh)

I'ma need me a minute before I walk in, ayy
I

wanna smoke all of my dope
But to me I'd rather give 'em cum soap
Feed that lil bitch in a box like Cut the Rope
Making the Christians mad by

and yo 
Ugly white Christmas has got got to go

Christmas would look a lil different with me
Eating warm cookies while out by the sea 
101 degrees is