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Pot pan marker crayon
The one who knocks
And the coward who ran
I know which one I am
Don’t be somethin that
You’re not man
Don’t be somethin that

[sheek]

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers

In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers

New york city, know only

(Ayo, what's up, Dean?)
(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?, BGSOUNDZ)
(I bet my last track
Probably gave you lockjaw, Hey, LilKDubb)
Forever by my side, I

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

A rapper? I'm an artist
I just rap for fun but
Still do it the hardest
How I started was a baby given
Birth to by the Carters
2Pac, Biggie, Nas, Rakim my

havin' to say good-bye pops (heh) like I'm Eminem
Nothin' in life is for certain
Except that for nothin' is permanent
Core of life that we must cherish

to Marijuana 
In happily matrimony 
Soon as I re-up 
She go out and get the money
And she get bitches for me
From Monday to fuckin Sunday
Somethin bout her

tragic, damn

The lord is tryna tell you somethin' (somethin') somethin' (somethin')
Every morning you wake up and hit the mirror...
... then don't know who

Then Days Went By

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

casin' out your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was twenty I was twelve, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin'

The Days Went By

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was twenty I was twelve, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin' take me baby

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

New Jersey stand up!

[DJ scratching Eminem sample]

"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon" Yo!
"Pacewon"
"Pacewon"

(This is how the East Coast rocks)
(This is how

Dog Love

DMX

Year of the Dog...Again

2006

twenty-five
Man, loose lips with those thighs (Uh)
Couldn't just let her walk by (right), I ain't a thirsty nigga
But right about now my throat was gettin'

And my music and trust me

I'm gonna try to get big with this shit and I'm gonna get it
The fame, the money, and get noticed
By Eminem and other big

as Erykah Badu
Eminem, NWA, or Nas, or Juice Wrld
Maybe not the same impact they had but dude
Your music has been here for a use
Now you pop on the news
We

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So

thot (Thot)
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody)
Call

Bad And Boujee

Migos

Bad and Boujee

2016

thot (Thot)
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody)
Call

ain't photoshop
Always got the metal on my hip
I think I'm Robocop
Ho, just stop
If I'm Rolling Rock, then you're soda pop
Pull up to my spot
You won't

Papa'z Song

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

mind, you can step the fuck off, pops, fuck you

Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
Please

Talkin' Shit

B-Legit

Chase the Cat

2001

bitch daily afternoons
Stop by hair saloons, and make the sad bitch pay me
180, in the middle lane, I pop bottles
Expensive models, do they damn thang

In Da Club

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Bonus DVD]

2003

wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in

Woah, woah, said he did a couple drills but ain't pop nothin
Used to struggle for a meal, I ain't had nothin' I keep it real, yeah, I know a couple