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I'm beyond myself
Maybe these are my thoughts
Should I die by myself insubordinate?
I start a revolution by myself
Niggas better call for help
Til

niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking

told that her, I said its cool
Get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rode her in my caddy when she yelled my name
I told her

Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 the Old School)

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

a whirlpool don't even ask
Lickin' pussy underwater shootin' bubbles up your ass
I'm so crass that I'm the last of my kind
Me, Slick Willie in the DC Shrine

don't even ask
Lickin' pussy underwater shootin' bubbles
Up your ass
I'm so crass that I'm the last of my kind
Me, Slick Willie in the DC Shrine, uh

ain't no good for your health
Things changed in New York, type strange in New York
Forty-Deuce don't look the same in New York
Just politics, tricks

tricks in my DC's and True Religion
Modern day shit we goin on a mission
Gotta fuck with you if I fuck with your vision
Walking down Park Street faded,

When I'm high at the table in the dining room
Suburban youth, Volcom shirts and DC shoes
Chillen at the boardwalk eating greasy foods
Stealing beers from

person
I mean, I tried to give them the world
When I'm in DC, I like to Go-go
She like that Gucci, Prada and the Coco
Without you, girl, I just don't know

Gunga Din

The Byrds

History of the Byrds

1973

I'm writing this here letter from aboard a DC8
Heading into Angel Town, I hope it's not too late
It rained in New York City
Mister Rock 'n' Roll

Analyze the Game

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player

She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin'

A warning
We in the hood and we in barrios
We on the border my shooter Sicario
We in DC then we in Hollygrove
Punk motherfucker ran up like the shit

Square Dance Rap

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

Ha he, he!
Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin' the cats
Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down

Put

Uh, mami, you miss me, don't you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you?
Heh, you should call me uncle
I understand, I'm back by popular demand

ripped out
By Jedi Mind Tricks, ouch!
And ain't nobody gangsta, we just fight good
Left jab, uppercut, then a right hook
Jedi Mind spit rhymes like I write

Bouncing on laps
Re rerouting
Dc's home rounding a corner
Now I'm in adams morgan
Strangle mics like Jorgen von
Fairly odd with it
Objects, possessions I

Bouncing on laps
Re rerouting
Dc's home rounding a corner
Now I'm in adam's morgan
Strangle mics like jorgen von
Fairly odd with it
Objects possessions I

to keep away from stress, so I’m grindin’ hard
So until I’m in my death bed, I’ll be grindin’ hard

Cause like a skateboard trick, I’m grindin’ hard
As my

nights, I'm protected now I got like seven knights
Shoutout DC, Donny got hella likes
Shot in the air like it's been on hella flights
I'm in my bag now I'm

foggy outside
So Highlight beams (Highlight Beams)
From LA to DC (LA)
Then I'm heading to France (France)
Drip head to toe (Toe)
Don't forget about

Feminist Housewives

Bitch & Animal

Sour Juice and Rhyme

2003

Washington DC!
Gloria, Gloria, I'm buying my ticket today
I'm going to the rally in Washington
I'm gonna see her at the rally in Washington
I'm gonna find her

Pimp

Buddy Roe

Based on a True Story [Clean]

1997

down the street, and I'm lookin fly-hy 

I'm lookin fly 

Walk on by 

Walk on by 



Trick Daddy 

Yes sir 

I wear my pants hanging off

Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy

your bitch and I'm feeling like Raditz
Like, bitch, why you up in my phone and you not even valid

My bullets stay fat, they might need a salad
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