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listen punk I ain't with the subs say my name if you want it with me
fuck is up chump

Hook
Hi-Fi live in stereo
fly by views are aerial
I rhyme like Phife

the type to need a ho
I got bands on bands, I don't need a ho
Hit a lick by myself, I don't need the bros
I got bands at the house
I can't bring the hoes it

I'm Goin' In

Lil Wayne

So Far Gone [Clean]

2009

so sci-fi
And I don't sit still I keep it moving like a drive-by
I just tell the truth, so I'm cool in every hood spot
21 years and I ain't ever met

.
I wonder why we used to send kids to their room,
Now when we punish them by sending them outside, I wonder why.
It's hard to grow up in the public

one more day
My first experience with loss
Brought the first time I performed
I'll be missing you by Diddy
I was like seven years old
My grandfather

in this bitch, yuh
I-I just sipped the Wock
But got Tris up in my piss, yeah
Took a look in my lights now is it over
Got a bitch in the crib bend it

a another door

Born in the suburb
grow in the suburb
it does not prevent me from dreaming and seeking for the up,
with my voice i know i always disturb,

and I'm hung from an unkind mobile
It turn one misstep into bonemeal
Look, daybreak, I'm lights out
My kind sleeps upside down
It's sci-fi, red tide, my

Spirit in the Night

Bruce Springsteen

Small Town Boy

Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
And said, "Anybody want to go on up to Greasy Lake?
It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I got

Spirit in the Night

Bruce Springsteen

Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J.

1973

Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
And said, "Anybody want to go on up to Greasy Lake?
It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I got

straight on my back
Jizz in her mouth and it look like some plaque
All you niggas are pussy and rat facts
Clean up this shit like um dax facts

Fee fi fo fum

want smoke then we light up his Honda Civic 
Like that boy had a ride through Chicago
He talkin' down so I call up my brothers 
To shoot that lil' boy

a homicide
I haven't felt that pain since my grandfather died
I find myself by myself asking god why
Why did you take pillars from my foundation
I feel my

this that light work
Nigga this that easy money haha

Used to wake up dead broke in a car couldn't stand
Sleep in my dreams waking up to ten bands
Three

only to fuck some bitches
Who the baddest in the game with a microphone in his brain
They call him James, but sometimes it's just Jamie
I'm crooked

of
The Old Folks
Then one strange folk band downtown
Called The Holy Modal Rounders
Began to make it more anarchistic
With weird voices and drug jokes

"Moms

embarrassed by how we acting
What happened to Aretha
Respect is lacking

Police sitting on necks, better check the captain
Did his great grandfather wear

some lipstick 
Bit up into the lick like a Pit to biscuit
Money and Rack they come and attack your Hi-Fi
Putting you on the floor fast like a drive-by

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what's up?
'Cause I got chillin' by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got

on the floor)
Girl pick it on up (Girl pick it on up), and drop that ass down low (Drop that ass down low)
Got bands in the bank (Got bands in the bank), and my

NOT THE ONE GOT A LOTTA DATES COMING UP

AND SO WE OFF THE PLANE TO THE VENUE LIGHT IT UP
THE CROWD ALL WAVING THERE IPHONES AND LIGHT IT UP
COUPLE

Scribble on a Clean Surface

Aceyalone

Hip Hop and the World We Live In

2002

the verse
Sink into the earth, die by the end of the rhyme
What a rush, too much to discuss
I close it up by sayin' this

[Chorus]

Make it, make it heat Who is wonder,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I miss my grandfather
Shit, nigga, I ain't in this bitch No open phone, no open light
Hit

the mother of the boy in the band
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Father McKenzie stood by and prayed
What once was a legend's now