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a bowl full of jelly
 
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself

A wink of his eye and a twist

up my sleeve with my heart up on it 
Sick of negativity it's a plague Bubonic 
Find it ironic 
How I'm chubby n out of shape
 But still somehow 
Run

Gone start yelling
I Pull off like it aint Nothin
You know this Life's a race but i aint Runnin
It's been a hella of a day
I'm trying to get back to this

blesser Heard you doin betterfrom a boss bitch I expect nothin lesser  Money on the dresser same one I built helped you put it all togetherchess no checkers

a boss bitch I expect nothin lesser  Money on the dresser same one I built helped you put it all togetherchess no checkers dead all them hoes I'll puttem

swishers
Backwoods put a couple G's then I twist up
Chevy on go, but I'm plotting on Tesla
I ain't slowing down you better catch up
We just had to do it they

she think I lack compassion (what?)
Maybe a fact, but, um-
Too many chances I done took, nigga never said that I looked up
Y'all got me fucked up,

Every Ghetto

Talib Kweli

Indie 500 [Only @ Best Buy]

2015

to get their chain back
It's like an open air prison and it remain packed
Nothin' but straight facts

Any vibe for the people by the people
Ya-ya, giddy up

a few hundred
But the shit make a livin'
Know how I'm comin'
Ain't no room to forget it
Get right (Get right, Get right)
Get right (Get right, Get right)

a barber at night school/
The drugs got me chubby, but the bitches still love me/
Who the hell wanna rush me? My specialty is punchin/
I’m livin off

Murda

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Decided

2018

shots on dat drum
Said they want me but I ain't scared, we go to war where I'm from
Most of my niggas up in jail and half got killed by a gun
187 we be

Menace to Society

Above the Law

Livin' Like Hustlers

1990

thought I was a criminal
Use my lyrics deadly, just like a chemical
It's essential to my path, it's my limit
But I go overboard by the time that I finish

off nothin' to motherfuckin' floor
Couple niggas be hatin', I just be like, 'So?'
I don't ever get mad, I just get that doe
If the shit get bad, then I

off nothin' to motherfuckin' floor
Couple niggas be hatin', I just be like, 'So?'
I don't ever get mad, I just get that doe
If the shit get bad, then I

Single feather on the bird
Cents that I earn make sense
In the world where nothin' makes sense but the twists and turns
Should I even be sayin' words? I

Run Tha Streetz

The Storm

All Eyez on Me

1996

nothin' stops my chips
I boss play you with this, then twist you lame tricks
Holler if you understand my plan, ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady

tryna roll uphill
Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel
If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will
And you know, and you know, and you know

the friend that will kill a kiss
Stays by your side but the end has a twist
If you walk like Jesus you have a Judas
Pride mixed with money
If the flesh lead

of guap
Still in the city but fuck all the cops
Remember when I used to work by the Trop?
Now they tell me they can't wait for the drop

Some niggaz just wanna be with band 

They see benefits coming from being my friend

But my circle is closed, I got no openings

No newcomers, it’s just

Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night
Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right
The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge

just want every inch of you under my tongue
Aren't you flattered by the way that i'm diggin' you hun
I'm diggin' graves for the fuckboys walkin' you home

whut U do nigga
Dem Seven letters describe how I do nigga 
I ain't nothin new nigga but a new day 
2 frugal 2 give a fuck, whut da Jonez say 
I'ma leader

pens pencils and pads to burn you in this fire
This is not a game, you are playin' checkers, I've been playin' chess
You might be what's on, but I'm