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God's Own Drunk

Jimmy Buffett

Living and Dying in 3/4 Time

1974

two steps backwards and didn't know what to think
Neither did I but bein' charitable and cautious 
Well hell I approached him again

I said "Mr

the motherfukxing devil so y'all can look up at me

Raise up my power, fuck all that shit in the pass
I did what I did to make it dis far I'm mentally scared,

a metal
& I always pray gotta stay from the devil
You better hear what I say
I'm here forever you know I won't fade
Sit back lil boy get out the way
This

Stupid lil bitch goin' in like Tekashi 69
Wrist Frozen like Elsa, now i can freeze time
I did that white bitch, you think i did a line
She gave me

(Jeremiah)
She is bananas
Drink all the Fanta
When I crash my car
Turn to a phantom
Dirty Diana
Shoutout Lil Uzi
#FreeUzi
Okay, we Gucci

When I die

I’d like to grab you by the throat
Promise not to choke
Yeah… get your attention
I’d love to push you to the ground
Hear your heart pound
Ooh… did I

Just A Minute, Mrs. Claus


I’ll just be gone for a minute
I’ll just be gone for a minute
I know it’s every Christmas

That it happens like this

Can you sit aside a lil time for me
Oh this where I'm trying to be
No why you lying to me
Head on my shoulder you was crying to me
Everything aside

I am not with it
Yeah they say that he did it
Some of my niggas be poppin' them percy's and some my family addicted
Some of my niggas abusing

I think i fucked the devil i let her stay the night
All she brought was trouble yeah she left me there to die
Yeah i was hypnotized by her blond hair

the one to fill the void
Tried to do it yo way, it felt wrong
So let me get this shit up out my mind

It's Mr Marathon Man
Runnin' to the top
It's Mr

with that lil' pussy, nigga
Yeah, I'm dissing, nigga

Yeah, I'm bringing back this demon shit
They ask how many guns do I got, I say i ain't saying shit

Breakadawn

De La Soul

Buhloone Mindstate

1993

Mrs. Jones' perm
I gotta "Hey, love" all the honies 'cause they're short term
Tallyin' the score I'm for the shottie in the jacket
For the brother,

Thugz Mansion (N.Y.)

Nas

God's Son

2002

by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my

just know I did (just know he dead)
When it's cold I turn the heat on, I'm by the vent (by the vent)
Got some partnas that I caught some bodies with

When I was at my lowest you picked me up
Told me that you'd never leave my side
When I was at my strongest you stood by
Seeing me on top filled you

wanna Tesla I don't care about Gucci I be cooking up fire just like Ratatouille

Mr. Incredible that is acceptable
Lil Tatortot so you know it is credible

This ain't a single baby this a heater
I need my money longer than a meter
I'm hotta' than the devil in the freezer
I'm cookin' up some potent crack

Throw Yo Setts in da Air

Three 6 Mafia

Live by Yo Rep

1995

and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a shovel
?Fly? down to put yo ass, before you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by

crazy
Rest In Peace Maleah why did they kill that lil baby
It got me thinking way too violent
At times I just sit down in silence
I’m just asking for more

with seeds
Back to back blowing I couldn't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
I can't believe I got caught with them trees
I took

'm a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging

ignorant almost censored
Got a lil green of the shinings like photosynthesis
In it for the dinero I guess I'll settle for synonyms
Unveiling these devils I

the private room I'm tryn see sumin
The booty hit a lil different when the bag jumpin  
Turn it up a bit I bet I make it drip drop
By the end I bet I end up