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description in my memories
And that must be your ghost taking form
Created every moment by me dreaming you so
And is it my job now to hold whatever's left

Don't Hate on Me

Da Brat

Life in 1472

1998

hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 

Motherfucker, go get you some
Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the real

Get inspired by myself to inspire the youth
I'm a talented genius I don't need you to tell me
But I do not mind at all all it does is just help me
Thank

I mix that kush with the purp, liquor with the lean
Dirty sprite, it got me on Jupiter
I’m so turned up right now feel like I got wings
I like my

wrist
Little boy you don't be living like this
He mad cause I'm talking my shit
We not the same you be up in the mix
I'm popping my shit might be popping

Old School Party-Dance Like We Used (Streethop Remix) 
(T. Blakemore, J. Stringfellow, Trevell Franklin)

""Now here's a little something for

One thing about me I always need my medicine
Ice world shit so the cold gonna let us in
Mix the rick with the vetements
I need a plane jain he need

on mine 

Don’t even get me started by the light in your eyes 

Don’t care where we go where we might end up 

With a little bit of Jager and a little bit

in the show
Aye
I need a little time for me
Put time aside to make sure I was saving face
Not what you know but who you know
You need to know yourself

Rag Doll

Pickin' On

Pickin' on Aerosmith

2000

little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag

little starseed
Kenji, you're our little starseed
I can't wait to hold you and your Mommy
Even when I'm gone, you'll forever be a part of me

Know your

back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was

shake, just mix up
Pour it up right, it'll be a slow night
If you had a little cough, this'll knock us out the park
Softball slow pitch, knock it out

Money Clip

Action Bronson

Convertibles

2014

shake, just mix up
Pour it up right, it'll be a slow night
If you had a little cough, this'll knock us out the park
Softball slow pitch, knock it out

smile
Sweat drop
Emoji flame
Wanna' Share my last name
Write the words of your heart
On paper so I won't forget
Share the little things you love
With me

hard
Lord, I'm going home to live on the mountain
She got me in the mood and loves it when I'm rhyming

A true version of perfection, hair blowing in

And then spits back right into your motherfucking face
Just don't end up like me
Thinking you're a motherfucking saint until you faint
Into your own version

so that puts you in the mix up
But I'm gunnin' for your heart, so tell that nigga it's a stick up
I called your phone, baby, pick up It's more than

Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 the Old School)

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party

Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something

mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party

Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh

DJ Chill, DJ Young Sound
It's going down in the mix like this
Ayyy (ayyy)

Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see

assessment:
Bound to blossom festive knock on wood
Salute the little lonely
Troglodyte that could
So they navigate the blame
Game with a bulls-eye on a gold

like it
Yeah I like it
I like it

Satisfy my appetite 
Mix it up it’s just my type
Give me leather and electrolytes
Hell yeah
Little bit of bad that’s

promise to get you back by June
The modern version of Isis I think I might wife this
Because the hips and their lips are righteous
But your mind is even