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pour up and sip a cup
I'm spitting shit don't interrupt
I move on a different time
Put a billion on my rhymes
Every track I empty rounds
My crazy mind is

and isolation from everything
Ain’t no settling when it come to the dreams by any means
If you ain’t fuckin’ me don’t fuck with me
I won’t allow it
The cling for

the task both easier and faster
Bitch, all right, hear me out, hear me out
Hey
Hired by a MILF to cut her lawn
Smoked the clippings, now a motherfucker gone

and ugly
Nice try
Don't get me started on the newborn baby
I don't even know him
Get it away from me
Something in my pocket it's my phone ringing
Hey just

tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
Now come on down to the magic city
And they say it's real tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
First off nigga, I'ma start by sayin'

and get back
It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack
She's kept track of all his Internet chats
And guess who just happens to be movin'

the CD (D)
Spirals drawn on it, you made it for me
(Made it for me) cry by track three (Three)
Grabbin' my pen and I puff 'til I'm free
(Puff 'til I'm

Sexy & 17

Firebirds

Taking by Storm

1991

Hey, man, I don't feel like goin' to school no more
Me neither . Can't make me go . No way daddyo  yeah !

I ain't goin' to school it starts too

feeling it
You feeling yourself, let me show you where mirror is
When the song plays, you hey Siri-ing
Seriously on a wave, and mp3, zipping round tracks

Basikmurs

Murs

F' Real

1997

(Murs)
hey whussup this is muthafucking Murs
here with muthafucking basik
you know what I'm sayin i got a foul ass mouth
but not really givin a fuck

Chicano Love

O.G. Spanish Fly

Back from the Dead: Remix 2001

2001

and the sly
Rolling by, hey girl can you be my cuttie pie
We're gonna bump and grind till the break of dawn
I'ma keep you in my mind and put you in my next

lying

They take their lives
So literally
They got no sense
Of irony
They seem to have no doubt
Someday they’ll figure it all out
When we already
Gave up

(hey, baby)
I hate to hear the "he say, she say" shit (what?)
Unless she say he say he on my clit (crazy)
It's no coincidence, bitches who fuck wit' me

DJ da Don on da track

Hey I sent you a text, and I also said Happy Birthday on Facebook
But I wanted to make sure I told you Happy Birthday
And I

Chase N cashe can the drummer get some, huh?

Indeed, phat tracks, good weed
Anthrax, you know we loud
Baby the band's back smokin' hash
Now my

Back in the Day

Ahmad Lewis

Hip Hop, Freestyle & R&B Platinum Classics

2011

wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But let me finish this reminescin and tellin
Bout when girls was bellin

beautiful baby when you find it
you better cherish it yeah yeah
well she was praying for something not doubt
he was praying for something
so they were both

Back in the Day

Ahmad A. Lewis

Hotel Pelirocco

2003

that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But

and get back
It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack
She's kept track of all his Internet chats
And guess who just happens to be movin'

O-o-o-oaahahahaha
Anyone who opens up a track with a
Ugly-ass forced laugh got no swag! Follow me
What's up Me Boi?
Tryin' to ride with me this year,

fietsbandpomp
Yo is ek ou, check gou, die bra met die pec nou
Rap nou ietsie met Joost op 'n track nou
Tecno, let's go (wie's by die hek nou?)
Oh no, dis not

Got the beat by Powers and
We just made a banger yeah

Vintage Chanel, vintage Chanel
Weed residue, heavy smokers break scales
Run it up, run it up,