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that guy
I drink way to much
I'm not sure how I'm alive
And I'm depressed you might catch me fucking cry
But don't forget I'll still party till I'm

and now all of a sudden
They think that I'm wrong, bitch you ain't wrong
I'll switch it back by end of the song
King Lui nada now this Nobunaga
Now this is

dick
Its not common to be on some shit
Like me when you are just 19
Cause I got what you need fuck all that drama on the tv screen
They living for

told so many lies by these niggas and bitches like how you expect me to trust shit
When shit hit the fan with yo back on the wall watch how quick all

to win it?
"Yes, I'm in Manhattan and I'll be there in a minute'
"And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit"
"Hey Rick", what's the scoop?
 "Oh

Forget about your friends, baby, I'll drive you home (yeah)

I'll set you on the tailgate, we'll take it nice and slow
I know it ain't your style, but I

scared to speak
Now I'm 20 in a month I'll be 21
Yeah life moves fast promise myself I won't be weak
Now baby don't lie to me
You don't wanna forget me

ya tu sabe no need for debate
Yo soy de la calle, im gon regulate
Se llama jumanji, we came here to slay
Y como elefante, i'll never forget
If you

heads
I'll be stormin' all these troopers
I'll be leavin' bitches dead
I've got pussies on my live
All you bitches up on Twitter
You all think I'm shit

New directions
c million questions
Don't worry your head
You got me now
Even with good days ahead,
I won't forget

Neighborhoods and city streets

all of the stars had aligned
By the second day we were stuck together  like glue
If someone couldn't find me they'd go looking for you 
Cause where you

(Right round!)
Bite your
Lip (Bite sound!)
T-rex
Smoke the gas
Cigarette (Gas!)
Hit it so good (OoOofff)
Know you'll never forget (Neva)
How I slide in

Guarantee break your back with this 
My dick is a campaign can you be my activist
Damn she said I'm the best ever had this hit
Said she wanna platinum plaque

but I never sang along
Never put on a mask just an outcast paying my dues 
Singing my blues overwhelmed by the sales tax
Look at us what you really

Cold Hands from New York

Gordon Lightfoot

The United Artists Collection

1993

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need

the parts of my dick's anatomy
Forget the brain
Forget the personality
What I'm after is you effects on my gravity like trinity
Flying high with her kicks

It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security

Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you

controlla
It's faucet, wet drip, no Coca Cola
Real quick I'll skip to my Lou
Bitch I talk revenue
That shit isn't new
Hop off my dick kangaroo
Frying you

about me they just heard I got that lit dick
There I go, with another bitch I just replaced you
Now you just a fan but I won't forget what we been through

the kettle on
Don't be a dick you're only 28, you've got so much left for you

Bleating old show tunes
Stoned by 8 o'clock in a vacant room
A steady bruise

You said you would roll with your friends and
I should keep my dick in my pants and
Questions I always forget to ask them
But for our future I try

What's Clef

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

MCs, how? To rhyme first 

Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt 

I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1" 

You got out done by

What's Clef (Instrumental)

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper

I'll leave you crying like I just cut onions
I stack all my money but really it's nothing
No we can't talk, end of discussion
If I fuck on that bitch