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You know there are some things that you don't wanna hear
But Imma talk about 'em anyway
Little Bros I'm sorry
Yup yup 

MumC 
I know say you fit no

2
Never let them tell you what you
Can or you can't do
They don't know where you stand
'cause they aren't you
Love yourself to the core
Even when it's

wanted from me
I'll always love you
No matter how far you are from me
When I'm dead and gone, will you remember me
All we've been through, I'm sorry
Dear

story matches no fable
Loose ends cut
That's electricians with cables
And you know that God's word staple
So cheer on till I'm seated at a table
In

I don't do goodbye's
If you lost me then I'm cuttin' ties sorry
You better realize I'm the only one
Not them other guys I'm sorry
Savage look what

Truman

Lil Dicky

Professional Rapper

2015

my call
I was a ten year old then
By 2010 I was wrong
I'm like

"Aw, damn! Aw, damn!
You the motherfucker though"
I know
That shit became

no particular guiding star
In my professional opinion
I'm no more satisfied than you are

So, what in the world are we whispering for?
Everyone's

the zone screaming
HOOK (2x)
Rugby rugby rugby she don’t love me anymore
I’m with Geek$treet going brazy and they all ready for war
Tell them n*ggas if they

calling me girl check the audio
I'm talkin shit gone off  Hennessy and that hypno
Now let me see you dip low no DJ
Feelin myself don't mind me go Skeezy

more
God kept telling me to talk to em don't whisper, but roar
That flame inside hit the gas, that explosion let me soar

Waking up with no purpose, got

I'm setting trends
Straight up how you feel about me fuck you and your feelings
Sorry I got real again apologize for my faked feelings
I just try to be

SAVAGE  shit don't me
No let sweet mouth come dey fool you
Sell out your friend the buyer can't trust you

Think  I'm crazy keeping a gap
In love with my

We done seen it all
And more
I seen it

I'm the type to get a wack soon as the sun touch it (Gangsta) (uh) 
You the type to let off shots bet

Yeah, Psalms of David
She don't love me like I love her, no she don't
Get out the way, I'm coming through you lil hoe huh,yeah
Tell them niggas that

Niggas Like Me

Steady Mobb'n

Black Mafia

1998

what went wrong 

No findn' jail I box the more 

I just knocked poped on the door 

If I don't kill us, live that pop smoke 

Who you think I

her titty
All alone in the house
We were playing house by ourselves
(Don't tell nobody)
Go play with David
David's gay
And he's trying to get me to play

you
I'm sorry I'm so clingy, I don't mean to be a lot
Do you really wanna love me down like you say you do?
Give it to me like you say you do?

don't see, workers have a small salary
Looking where the sale be, i'm so sorry, selavi 

Once, once, once

Once as a miracle an old black man said

anytime, you could me my luva 
Maybe we could go away get to know each other
 Im rich and umm, sorry hun i dont need no mister yum
Delicious to the maximum,

I'm Good

Blaque

Honey

2003

ain't me, I'm sorry you got the wrong one 
It ain't me, I just came out to have fun 
It ain't me, go out and find another one 
I don't like what your

chaser, but it get mixy
If you gonna try me, better not miss me 
We take revenge in the form of a blicky
I got no main bitch, I'm way too picky 
Don't let

other than being recorded
As some of the worst niggas labeled important
Go put some more in
You like a moron I ain't talking foreign
But nigga I'm

chakras in line
Traded more cash for my time
Now niggas got to pay to talk
If it ain’t money bitch don’t say hey at all

Because I’m out here where

Leaving You

Hurricane Chris

51/50 Ratchet [Clean]

2007

through
And I don't wanna be with you
I'm sorry I can't be with you.

(ay this how it is)

[verse:]
Lil mama I got love for yo ass, but you be trippin tho.