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A Life in the Day of Benjamin André (Incomplete)

OutKast

Speakerboxxx/The Love Below

2003

regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do

I earn
No one's higher, forest fire
Check all the tree I burn
Chachi Mr maserati, J full of that kamikaze
Pop your hottie off a molly
While cheesin'

nigga but I feel a lil' (different)
Same ol' nigga but I f- (different, ooh-ahh)

I'm up all night on the psyches' (oh shit)
I do it by myself in my

Dripping ice cream
Dip off the scene
I shine mr clean
Smoke my self esteem
I might pop a bean
Mix the sprite with the lean
Got the pack over seas

If I wanna cop this lil chick should we be like poles or opposite I'm stuck in a ditch

[VERSE 1]

They say one day you run outta lyrics to write
But

Thugz Cry

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits

2004

of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame. 
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by

twisted
Take another swig
Yeah im sippin and im leanin
The whole hood love me
Yeah my name holds weight
Mr. officer
Can you give me a break

Verse 1

(Ayy, 1Saused, run in up, boy)
(Ayo, Kjay, made that shit again)
4T a never be another, I'm clutching, on my cutter
I'm at odds with my lil' bro,

like my name was Tony
Shine and gown like my name was Toby
Third eye woke Lil bitch you know me
Low key like a navy seal
Dropping sauce and my pinky teal

Snoop World

Master P

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

At ease
I would like to welcome the newest No Limit Soldier
Mr. Snoop D-O Double G, and he brings to the tank
Money, power, respect, leadership,

Me I’m a pro bro, never catch a L for low blow, that’s a no no
Never check coast when I blow smoke fuck da po po
Never phased by no lame nigga or no

Mrs. Jones' perm
I gotta "Hey, love" all the honies 'cause they're short term
Tallyin' the score I'm for the shottie in the jacket
For the brother,

gangsta

Stacking money like a pro
Lil baddie on the low
Throw a tantrum on the floor
You gon give me what I want
Miss gangsta Imma go hard
Go hard like

Miss gangsta 

Stacking money like a pro 
Lil baddie on the low 
Throw a tantrum on the floor 
You gon give me what I want 
Miss gangsta Imma go hard
Go

broke no more
I invested in some more gold
Stack ya money keep a low pro
They can never tell what they don't know
Only one had my back was just I
I was

gotta play, lil' baby, I know the game
We keepin' it on the low, but it's somethin' that you should know
I called your phone, baby, pick up
It's more than

babygirl can you float
They call me Laflare but I drip like lil boat
I ball like a pro
I don't need a coach
I got her some coach
My nigga he p'd up so watch

a M16 on my body, I told that lil' nigga to (freeze)
I got a badass bitch in the crib, lil' ho just get on your knees (freeze)
I seen that lil' nigga up

Another day that I live
Another day that I live
Another day that I live
Walking with the mix vibin' till we see the sunset sunset
Another day that I

Holla at Me

Fat Joe

Unleashed, Vol. 6

2006

DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of

You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let

puffing that Lil Dro. (Cheah)
No low rider still big pimpin'
Wake up in the morning chef my eggs get to wiping
She can like her last text yeah I use to have

I've been living crazy day to day, it's heartless in the trench
I could break the game down play by play, no charge just pay attention
You could call

Don’t wanna die
Don’t wanna halo
But I wanna fly, give me an Angel
Ask how I am, I think that I’m Bueno
I Don’t wanna stay low give me a Peso, yeah

I don't need to pop no jigs I roll it up and blow
Fuck a dirty nose the only white I smoke is widow dog
I might mix it with bubble gum
I like a lil