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do this shit but not all by myself
Get a two-door for me and myself
Tell em say my name now they don't know how to spell
Tell em life is short but,

Kookies

MF Doom

MM..Food? [CD/DVD]

2004

do the same 'til he get home
Fat chance
At least he get snacks
That will have to do 'til a brother get back
Until then, smack One-Eyed Jack

become used to it
And he don't stand up but what can you do with that hate against you
You call 'em out, he's called a spaz with some anger issues
They

hidden agenda's
Shit nobody Know's
Mama's burying kids
This world getting cold
Got hit by a stray
On the way to the store
They shoot where they play
It

mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
Drive-By
You got shot 9 times

Fuck with us and you on blast
(?)
(?) Look at that
Tryna jack my shit you wack
You only hate 'cause I got racks on me, bags on me
All you do is talk

to many making these deposits

All these niggas be capping no they don't wanna get it popping
Remember days i was broke now i got benjis in my wallet
I do

They bit my style i want my style back
Hold up
My life a movie this my soundtrack
This my soundtrack this my theme song
You ain't a boss jack til you put

what’s yo name
And I say PerryJhonz
They be like
What the fuck is up
Can I have some bucks
Bitch, do it look like
I’m Scrooge Mc-fucking-Duck
How many

build walls to protect but they're only put there to divide
You can't tell the difference of whether you're gifted or screwed by the walls 'less your land

raft missing air 
They didn't care. The truth is not banishing that 
Delusion that shit's cool when it be far from it
Lying for sport - and endorsed by

where I want
Wherever I please
So say what you want
It don't bother me
Addicted to music
Far from a scrub
Shout out to Fleet
They gave me a buzz
Point

The Rookery - by Sam Baardman

Every night I have a dream, I'm talking to a folk singer
He's looking worn and kind of lean, says he hasn't been

to clean up
Yeah, but I don't really need no help, I'll do it by myself (yeah)
By myself, by myself, all by myself (yeah)
With the cards I was dealt
I've

Ooh, I was in high school
And I ain't give a fuck 'bout rules, ooh
I don't give a fuck 'bout you, huh
I don't give a fuck 'bout you
Ridin' 'round

then we just keep it blank
Said you not shooting no blanks But you don't shoot out at all
Only time they seen you shoot Is when you shooting the ball
Dat

PRO ERA!

Beast Coast and we 'bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don't need no oven
My dope-heads they

Hook: By the look on your face I can tell that you bothered but you really don’t know I’m misunderstood Aye 

I walk around wit a smile like

on they neck i got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
I'm

been through
Nigga can be ya dawg one day
And turn pussy out the blue
A fuck nigga gone do what
A fuck nigga gone do
Better off running by yo self
If you

niggas they be Wildin
Please don't test them
They might shoot
They be saying when they see me
Then they saw me
What they do?
I done risked it all to win
So

What they told me 
It don't ever matter 
Cause I know my purpose 
Not finna go the way
They want me go 
They gone see when it's ova 
Do everything that
I

I don't drink no Hennessy
Not like other niggas but the other niggas bitches do be feeling me
Niggas hate that shit so watch them turn into my enemy

Black Ice

OutKast

Still Standing [Clean]

1998

Do you ever see that stuff that be
When it get cold that is that s*** you can't see?
See that s*** happens sometimes.
Yep, black ice.

Now you