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it rain like Travis Porter (
You drunk off Taylor Port, bitch, you out of order
Bitch, you can't drink my bottle, you can't afford it
Where would I

to pacing
Like every time I get between them legs
Yeah yeah yeah where you at I'm not feeling well
Yeah yeah I can't do this all by myself
Where you at I'm

a decision where do you stand

I somewhere in the world
Somewhere in the world some nigga making a mean face
While making a meme wasting time he could have

Fickle

Dizzee Rascal

Showtime

2004

real deep through the depths ov my mined
lord knowz what il fined when i reach
coz i got so much to say in,so little time in such a short space i got

What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and

(Chase Davis on the beat, yeah)

I need the spot with the pots and the pans (pots and the pans)
I got a stick that'll make that boy dance (make

Where’s my heart? You cannot find it,
I am stuck in this killer mind set,
By myself alone I stand,
Don’t need you to hold my hand,
Try to knock me off this

that
Don't got my back
So many people did me dirty I can't keep track
Gotta stand by my bros that's my slime
Hella memories ouu the old times
None of em

it and said "Stay safe"
Laught to myself and hugged her same way
Cah she don't know she lost me time ago
Right now I'm probably on my 8th eight
My next

Sip on the selections, get embodied by
My spirit, get money on templates
I’m lifted stick with it, dog on my own
Fuckin I’m tryna bone, knockin at my

Journey Through the Life

Nas

Forever [Clean]

1999

West the rap game where words became flesh
A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress
Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop
Cause Afrikabababa

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!

Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me

To Catch a Predator

Insane Clown Posse

Bang! Pow! Boom!

2009

silence, I said

Stick him next to this other fool, both left for dead
Every time I walk by him, I punch him in the head
Cut they fucking dicks off,

answered the questions running through my mind
or just sent them about one more time now

Are we lead by superficial flings
this is decadence of the heart

read. What's red is read.

So often I've been called the leather clad dad
Ridiculed by those who ought to forget
Well for once wearing my moustache

to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet

at hand as if
My predicates on song
Set precedent - I'm addressing
The elements indulged in finesse
Your less eloquent rhetoric is strong
Where I reside

(Look Stupid) know that case won't stick
(Won't say shit)
Find me that punk ass nigga who snitched
Rob his home while I fuck his bitch
Been a long time I

you're feeling a little bit down, or not yourself
This song is for you
This song is called Most Days by HARMZ
The one and only, the E-list
You know what it

there, I need to be free
Because I feel as if I'm restrained
By now I'm done with being in a rut
It's time to start putting my head up
I'll make my voice

was on front line I swear to gawd when Linda sentenced me
We running up the bag straight to the hustle that's where my muscles be
The 40 stick so close

Another day goes by
With no reply's
My phone so dry
No one else to reply
People too busy
They ain't got no time
That's what they say to me
Like all

don't stop
It's time to get it, get it made
I got my mind made up like Foxy Brown's face
I know how the underground tastes
I want a crib from

I got hounds behind the fence
Just bought a pinky ring, it match with my wrist
Had to adjust my time, I'm like Spence
It be flying don't know where