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clash this instrument
Trent Alexander when i intercept
Like Virgil Van dyke if im in defence
I Got a sick name dat u can't Forget
I Got a sick name it

with the way that they be all on me
If it ain't EST in your mouth, then whatever you rep is corny
Got a new single without me on it? That shit's

slugs
Because I wanted hugs by like two million sluts
Yuuuh
Cheat on my wife
Every day of the week
With like two hundred dyke
I'ma as Gay as the G
With

(WEAU Weather Broadcast)
I don't wanna see
Where my life goes
Without you by my side
Yeah I don't wanna see you go
I can't stand this pain
It feels

a music without swearing?
I can because I’m that variable when I do it
I dare you to it
And you can’t even come through with the
Thought of making part two

Stupid bitch
You broke my heart 'N now I am blue
So fuck you
Tonight, you mildew
Looky what I spy, I spy with my eye
A big fat dyke
If that's what

corny
Got a new single without me on it? That shit's boring, bitch I'm snoring
Man I'm touring every damn day
I showed y'all how to turn up
Hunnid J's in

jewelry
Bitch this for the bragging rights, take yo bitch and fuck that dyke
I can't live without a fight, adrenaline might have me like
Who the fuck can

ABBA Undeleted

ABBA

Thank You for the Music [Box]

1995

you, rubber ball man

Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never

an old dude's dentures threw up
You're in - my spot, I'ma let it slide
I'ma set the fire if your battery dies in your mic
And i'm right in this dyke while

Games We Play

Chubb Rock

The Mind

1997

Dyke
Dick Van, no drugs I only snort Dristan
And I point to the sister, and yes I can can
A, gangsta lean get funky like a latrine and
lyrics scream deep

Careful you get popped son
Spare a nigga a like, on this pic
Shit even the dykes, on this dick
A blood fell off his bike, now he's a crip
Dip, I dip, you

days
I want to spend them on enjoyment

See, I ain't really inna the verbal
My broski strapped, no Dyke, no Virgil
The van might buss that circle
See,

right
His homie caught a stray
They left him laying there on Van Dyke
He clutching on his piece
He lookin' at me, with a scared sight
He said, "You finna

Say It to My Face

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

I guarantee, y'all niggas coppin' my chain
Cause y'all jackin' my style, you can't fuck with my flow (flow)
And she a dyke bitch, you can't fuck

love with me all you finna do is cry
Sorry I ain't been myself ever since my brother died
Nobody was tryna slide so I did it by myself
Don't need love I

or 4 dudes make-out with each other without
being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.
I don't know diary, sometimes I think you

cuts
Lacing all my boots, vans, chucks, nikes, and j's up
To go war, my oppressors wanna tame us
Everybody knows that I was chosen
Homie straight up
I

(Quaranta)

We doin' this even without a record deal
Half the shit I say can't be understood by executives
I'm from that crack rock, pawn your

Locked Up [French Remix]

Akon

A Konvikt's Song

2007

J'me suis fait coffrer comme un naze, en gard'av' comme un trophée
J'déambule en ien-ch dans ma cellule
Négro j'repense au Sénégal, à l'île de

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

I've been on the come up, feeling like I'm Van Dyke
None of my crushes wanna fuck me but a fan might
Tryna separate me from the guys like a tan line
I

Been doing this by myself 
Tell myself I need you and no one else 
Shorties used to pull the joker card 
Now it’s poker face when cards are dealt 
Niggas

[Hook: Mary J. Blige]
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You can't knock the hustle ba-by
E-ve-ry-day, You know you gotta hustle baby
You