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Bag it by the sofa
And whip that pyrex
Two waps up
Little nigga don't try this
Steak mignon
Have dinner by the Eiffel
I was running outside
Twenty three

Archaeology
Leave you no apology
I'm the God of music
I'm Apollo
Gee It's easy, rapping sleazy
G-eazy, love to Gerald
Announce my name
Pronounce the fame
I'm

shorty stop please
I dont like hickeys
So you not claiming me
Pulling on her hair
While I'm digging in deep
We just went 2 now she ready for Round 3

Ok

It ain't easy
Snakes in the grass trying to mislead me
But i see it clear as day i swear this shit's in 3d
I'm my biggest foe my nigga you cannot

Gold

Jeffrey Lewis

It's the Ones Who've Cracked That the Light Shines Through

2003

When I got to the golden city
Most of the gold was gone
By that time I had some questions
So I flagged down a race-car bum
He said "Sonny I don't

dense
In suspense with a dent in Your head
I watched em bled
My favourite colour red 
I never believed you mate Just die that's all I said

Turn raps into

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Nostalgia

Rittz

Top of the Line

2016

of the problems we had
I hope you accept my apology
All the fights and the drunk nights that you saw in the past
You never chose sides, we were so sad
But when

Red rover red rover until the ocean rolls over twenty-foot jub-jubs fill their nostrils with clover
We call the spastic flailing to the closer

now I can’t function or move
Same old alibi: that i’m always high making shit that’s coming soon
Up til 3:33 like every night ain’t never nothing new.

dick go pray to your god 
I ain’t even know this bitch at all
Fuck you
If you try to be like me
Be right to you
I don’t wanna write apologies 
Fuck you

fight and still try, make love
As we make up
Heard, love is art so I tried to paint love
But all i found was red colours
Must be that pain of love
I gave

The Guppies

Ice Cube

Based on a True Story

1997

got the more killas on ya squad 

for the guppies 



Chorus 



Verse 3 (Cube) 

Okay we hollered fake as hugs check my wallet 

driving

The Guppies

Ice Cube

Cali Connected

2003

got the more killas on ya squad 

for the guppies 



Chorus 



Verse 3 (Cube) 

Okay we hollered fake as hugs check my wallet 

driving

the sea, 
Something has take you so far from me. 

Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies, 
To see the earth through painted eyes, 
To look through

they red but I've been feeling blue
Step to the gang, a victim you could turn into
Day by day (yeah, day by day)
Day by day (yeah, day by day)
Day by day

Ever been on the block?
Red lights, cars stopped
Walk by hear the pop
Of a door lock opt
To look em in the eye and
You're shocked
Ignored by the guy

they poppin fake perks we don’t take those
real p I don’t conversate with fake hoes
all my hitters they be ridin roun with dracos
in a Buick like

sardines
Don't want apologies no sorries
I'm in all red like I'm Carti
In the bed she gone suck it
Want some money nah just fuck it
Like a screen I'ma bust

the fake 
Obey the blade
No masquerade 
This that motherfucker who lost his mind way back in 7th grade
Outcasted by the masses
I'm the lab rat in that cage,

seen the truth
No going back now

Bit the apple
Yet why 'm I so
Blinded by
Knowledge
Fuckin sick
Of these apologies
The collars leave
Delusions

a hurricane, that's me by the beach
I disregard fake apologies from wannabes
They sales are in the red, falling off like an autumn leaf, bitch

I sing this song

be that guy
Start to feel the temperature rise
It was really high
Yeah my skin was red and white
I was thinking twice
I was thinking twice
Had to put