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Aye I'm not a rapper but I can rap like y'all Detroit…
Wait this Detroit Flow 3 y'all should already know this by now
Man fuck the intro nigga

Georgia... Bush

Lil Wayne

Dedication 2 [Extended]

2006

Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back

on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip

Sometimes I just sit alone in the dark
And blaze a whole zone
Chronic fills my mind, whoa-whoa
I'm thinkin' bout stressful times
The world is gettin'

I had to Chop it, Cop it, Flip it
That's the whole description 
You hear us talking like we kick it
But that's only Business
Y'all niggas talking

The gritty side of life
I'ma need a wife who knows
Reality from what they write i'm hoping
I could become the new Paul Robeson
Chosen, for rapping, directing

name's Paul,
I've been a guard for six months and the shop that I guard is better
than most dumps and I like it here, my boss is a pro,
he's taught me

as fast as she could 
Out of the room and down the hallway 
Followed by billy who found her 
Crouched alone in the corner beneath the water fountains 
He

Oh Billy Boy, where did your spark come from?
On your four wheeled horse you would run
From first light to the setting sun 
Leaving no task left

My life is ran by these dead Caucasians
If you ask me then its best to stop hating
Need to mind your business mind your fragrance
Wake up young man

Had to do it all again...
Now I’m going for the win...
Had to cut a couple friends ....
No time for pretend...
Now the boy on ten
Now I’m Paul with

to end with Steph but wont leave her

My whole street is on a lockdown
What a treat to live in my town
Watching a real soap from my front door
I dont need

trying to get bands
I'm marching on who's in the way
Y'all talking about guns but you never shot nothing
You just Billy Blanks, Billy Blanks
Kicking it,

by myself cause niggas be lame
Niggas be mad cause I'm running my bag up
Got kicked out so I had to run my bands up
Got thick hoes talking bout a nigga

Give It Up

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Meets the Indie Culture, Vol. 1

2005

illy
Still is he, actually, really killed me, billy
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I probably do

If it ain't about a bag
We can't even speak
They think it's sweet
Til I'm blowing like the horns up on this beat
Cornball speech stop talking loud

Baby this could be ya moment 

All my bitches down bitches
Only f*ck w brown bitches 
In and outta town bitches (smoke it by the pound)
Never bring me

from 12 but I highly doubt it 
My ambition to ride Is just like PAC 
They won’t me to stop But I can’t stop 
Do a burnout into whole shot 
Nigga im hot n

town w me
Tell me you go say you go say you go say
Shey you go say you fit be my queen
Saint Laurent Louis V and Celine
But you no be billy jean
Tek

what it is bro!
Man is over here right now, Highpoint!
Wit da gang, wit da whole gang! ya know?
Yea? Frefree my whole gang!
Yea!?
Yea, come on bro you

Hoes get the most not the lesser

VERSE:
You can catch me in a slab, riding dirty, in that Candy Paint 
Sittin sideways, Paul Wall, sipping Purple Drank

7-elevens
Gettin' my gas, short hand encounters
Slidin' convenience across them counters
Come home again, is that what they mean by Heaven
Well here I am,

She seen how I drip now she say she want taste
Stay down then I found my way
I can tell how to feel by they faces
The racks know I wipe it off
No

Fire just start
Fire a go bun up the whole o'them bumbaclot

You know them a got run outta
Town when we apply pressure
Babylon time done, yo, send for