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Smoking on that melvin pack
Stole yo xbox you can't get it back
Tried to put me in a basement that was wack
Yea this a diss track
Yo basement nasty

Night Shift

Lucy Dacus

Historian

2018

dangerous to fall so young
Take back what you said
Can't lose what you never had

I feel no need to forgive but I might as well
But let me kiss your lips

pu!) {Let me holla at 'em}
I'm tryna Make it (yeah! yeah!)
I got a... yeah, I got it woo woo woo

I am a King come kiss the ring, humble yourself in my

It's been killing me, I know
I've lost track of the tears
Baby, back in the mirror
Somethings happening here
Somethings happening here

Kiss me all night

is cluckin'
You wanna press luck, Hank, I can tuck
Yo, listen up
Let me introduce the crew
Derby City boys
We're breaking through
Mark, Pooh, KP, Jody,

Harvin back deep so you better not punt it

I say let's run it, ion wanna hear the song cry
I'll put my pain up on the track and let the song die
Don't try

Akween
Wake up baby
Akween
Hey baby
Heyyyy baby
look
Akween this ya first love
The man that that gave you ya second hug
Ya mama was first
Now let me

I didn't ace every test but still you never failed me
He held that gun to my chest, but still you never failed me
Had my back keep me on track when

the ground
Now get crunk, get buck get crunk, get buck
And let me see you if you gon' give it up
(give it up)
Im Tryna' lead in your girl like Dirk Diggler
ATL

the back window
Charlie Daniel's don't play that fiddle
When a mothafucka like me
Psycho, simple
Apocalyptic, and narcissistic
When you summon a soul

And Goa trap like crack once you on it you need it now attack this track
Leaving it with a seizure, never suffered amnesia,
But forgot how her B's are let

in 04, gotta let me smack that 
All the shit I'd buy you if I strike gold 
On the rap track 
You know how to get me in the mood 
With a smirk
Yeah

Sriracha

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"

They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2

bout' you everyday

Made me throw my fuckin' heart away
Even bought that bitch a wedding ring
I been thinkin' what I'm gonna say
I been thinkin' bout' you

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

I own the club
That's right
Akon, Dolla-Dolla
Especailly the strip club
Let me talk to em T-Pain
Let me talk em
Konvict let me
Talk to em

Chorus:
I

Down

311

MTV's Best of the Buzz Bin, Vol. 2

1997

scatter my spit, I dream of juice
Have you ever made out in dark hallways?
Displayed a kiss that made your day?
Or, say, play a track from your record

what's behind
The train tracks
Kiss the city goodbye

And never look back
And never look back
Talkin' just like that
Start a brand new path

Are you ready,

the biracial advantage
Let me take you high, up to my vantage
Climb the beanstalk that I planted
Not a lucky strike, I planned this
I lead a double life like

on this track for your boy real quick
Let's go
Yo Yo Look
Pardon me if I seem a bit interrupted, but I'm missing something
Or the culture taking Christ out

lose track of time
Tell me it's not too late to try

We could see the world, you and I
There's no place on this earth
that isn't better with your hand in

been stressing way to much
But I won’t ever pop a perc
By the time you hear this track
I’m prolly flying on a bird
I just hit yo chick
An she won’t ever

play with me, they don't understand us
Paint a picture, get deceived, fuck me up by any means
They won't kill me, end this shit, you got me fucked up

Down

311

Live From 6A: Late Night With Conan O'Brien

1997

scatter my spit, I dream of juice
Have you ever made out in dark hallways?
Displayed a kiss that made your day?
Or, say, play a track from your record