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from a different soil (Lord)
Your flame too low for that water to boil 
If I wasn't rappin', the calls would stop 
You ain't really happy for me, you

Die

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

Phi Alpha
But there ain't no frat niggas in the hood be calling me Tackleberry
And if he's iron, he will have him a easier time trying
To put on some

be playin', not the lottery (Lord)
I am in the flower, f- the pottery 
Jargon is angelic, you don't get it then pardon me 
Got coke from Jesus, now

the trick so try barry's brylcreem cream today"

Well lets go, lets go
We're living in the days when everybody sayin'
"What a time to be alive"
But I'm

me up
Tryna keep my past from eating me up

Stop, breathe, center self
Gone and let the thoughts roll by
At your center self
Baby let the thoughts roll

into the sack 
Nigga let the weed smoke blow 
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head 
Baby, cause I be wilder, Big BALLER, call up with

Rain

Ian Hunter

Collection

1994

Barry'n me, we used to escape, playing I go ape
Wearing italian clothes, drinking cider, talking in the rain
Hey babe, come over here, let me buy you

head up Boy! It cant be dat Bad Take every day slow step by step You'll get there. Then i sat there. wit a look like that man was sent here from

course, Barry Gordon when I'm flashing the flame
Turn up

Let me show you how to begin this
You're a loser? I'ma show how to win this
Genesis saga  - spit

on earth, not things above

But now your Spirit lifts me
From the dust in which I lie
I will not be conquered
I am destined for the sky

Let me fly, let me

ahead of me
About my paper trying to get me some celery
Bound to win I tell Niggas to bet on me
It's whatever you let it be
From the bottom I'm building

It's 11:40,
Yeah, just got done downin' two Mike's harder's
Retnuh tired of my shit, let's get it

I said, my anxiety be frying me like being fried

Auto Pilot (Huncho On the Beat)

Migos

Culture II

2018

on)
The bitch got excited by the lobster suit (bitch)
Whip out the Glock like a Rasta do (vrrt, vrrt)
Old niggas call me big dawg and salute (old)
I

be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then

treasure, we straight from The Goonies
Gang, We live our life like a movie
Wait, Who else you know fuckin' they groupies?
Lames, Be in my face, nigga sue me

heart and my blade
I will carve through the accursed
Flesh of tyranny and injustice
Let the noise that follows
Your expulsion from this
Life be not

outlive
Marcher a Montmartre Dan's l'apres midi, bientot
Au revoir
NYC has to be just for me from the way that I see it
As Travis would say this shit is lit

time and I still got your back
Hit the L you deserve to relax let me kill all your stress like
Let's just got high
Let's just float by
Gotta' clear my

Uh Huh

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show: Mix Archives, Vol. 3-4

2004

Bus driver, this here gal refused to give me her seat!
Everybody, huh, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now
Uh, yeah, yo

What up my people equal? This be

y'all flinching
Know that y'all are normal
So you can't resist me
When I'm flowing on the metronome
You can't predict me
I be busted like I'm psychic

But you better let me loose then
Ima bout to finish
You playing this no pretending
My focus just be on winnin
He told it from the beginning
Let's move
I

Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen
My blood hot as volcanic rock formed of canary diamonds
To final Canary Isalnds
My rhymes inspired by environments

your life, be yourself
Don't ever waste it in hell yeah
Nah I ain't got the time for staying high
I don't want my life to pass me by
I don't wanna look

me sick
But then one day whilst in the middle of blowing myself
The warden and some guards came by 
And dragged me from my cell
Turns out I forgot it