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one look at me and dropped dead!

You were wearing a pig mask!
If a pig lady crawled in my window, I'd drop dead too!

That's why we left Lodi,

by a thread
And I want them dead
I sat on read thinking funny I asked you to my my crib
Did you think Id lay your voice on the track in my hood
Your

An emphatic and obscure revelation
Accompanied by a sentiment too harsh to comprehend
A shivering in my back from terror
When all religions failed

about sex, pard-on, check your facts
and the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin my ass half naked, lovin this life
Waitin for Kim album to drop,

you can dead it
You know that I got you right
Let's get on a private flight (I)
Baby girl I could leave earth today or tomorrow
So I need you by my side

can't hurt when I'm at work
Watch split just like my merch I'm not in first well that's a first
With my dead green homies Franklin whippin' in a hearse

both know that you afraid
Tell me what you gon' say (What you gon' say)
Just as good as dead if you lyin' to my face
I don't need your lip service (I

another heart attack
'nother heart attack
So sorry I'm already dead
Last night I found my faith
In the bathroom while I'm spinning sideways
Novocain I'll

Out the Moon (Boom, Boom, Boom)

Snoop Dogg

Haven't You Heard

2011

a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas 
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper

We still trappin' just Lil B

Trappin' out in the hallways
Breaking down weed all day
Servin' pounds like always
Trappin' so hard I done broke my leg

(Xayo)
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'm about to deadass record you, you heard
I'm 'bout to put y'all niggas in the track
I love you too,

I Can Feel It

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot

niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans
And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog
Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue
Full

to the most high
Drove by
On a mission like it's '05
Henny' bottle, Fendi belt
My shit is felt
I was locking in
Six months without no help, it was routine

a friend
Now I lost a love I’m the only one in my defense
I been cast aside and I been struck
You weren’t by my side when I got stuck
No ride or dies when I

dead yet?
Ain’t got no reason to believe
Tomorrow keeps on coming
Even when I'm not around to see
The world with my eyes wide open
You gotta trust in me

The streets where I lay
Beats I got on replay
The box that I live in is owned by some
Elderly but I can't fabricate where we stay
Eating some leftover bones

Michael Jackson did this, in the title of a hit song, and not to
Do this to a dead horse, but the Whispers said and it just goes on
The Bangles told me they

when I'm dead

You're so Vintage, baby
I wanna find you in a store
And wear you on my shoulder
You're my Vintage baby
I was excited when I found ya
Love

shit
Lil nigga get flexed for phony shit
Pyramid schemes a have you
Wrapped, dead, and gone, on some mummy shit
I Remember back in my school days
We used

Promise I did more for my
Niggas than them Obamas did
Late-night stepping like "Thriller"
You niggas dead to me
Tagging Seventh Street
They scrubbed it off

Get It Right

DMX

Opposite of H2O

2000

Smokin' yo' ass, put two through the pillow
Hear my shit through windows
Manic depressive, and my head hurts
Soon as the dead thirst, I'll wet him first

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

of Trayvon's dad as a present for him
In my present form I'm desert storm
Appetite for destruction is no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less

something
Now I'm fronting my demons
Just to make sure you're safe
This is Nine
Girl I'm feeling blue
Your not in my room
Let my flames fume
In the afternoon

So Appalled

Kanye West

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

2010

twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces