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Bacon is a type of salt-cured pork. Bacon is prepared from several different cuts of meat, typically from the pork belly or from back cuts, which have less fat than the belly. It is eaten on its own, as a side dish (particularly in breakfasts), or used as a minor ingredient to flavour dishes (e.g., the club sandwich). Bacon is also used for barding and larding roasts, especially game, including venison and pheasant. The word is derived from the Old High German bacho, meaning "buttock", "ham" or "side of bacon", and is cognate with the Old French bacon. Meat from other animals, such as beef, lamb, chicken, goat, or turkey, may also be cut, cured, or otherwise prepared to resemble bacon, and may even be referred to as "bacon". Such use is common in areas with … more »

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You come to the city it's bound to get litty
We choppin' it up with a bad little bitty
I'm throwin' in money the bottles were fifty
Invited a bitch cause I wanted the kitty
She got to the crib with her friends that were shitty
Proceeded to say that they both got on rings
Man what she was sayin' was hurtin' my brain
I'm thinkin' the chick on the left had all of her things
The jawn on the right was drinking a sprite
Didn't say nothin' just sat there disgusted
She got the cheeks her ass is a beast
I just seen it twice when she got up to puff it
Down to the stogi made some pierogis
Said it's so good that she wanted to toast me
Listen lil bitch don't you even approach me
Grindin' all day like I locked in a losi
I don't need you I just need me to roast me
Got a hairline that be lookin' like crows feet
Really can't sing if you listen in closely
Yeah I hit notes but them runs are atroshy
Thats why I use waves so get on my wave
You see me fly by you should get in my lane
I take all my shots so that one of em drain
I don't need a spark just to keep up my flame
I'm goin' through shit so I grow and I change
I pick up my driver and drive to the range
I'm packin' the putter for all of my butter
And spending some time with a drink and my brothas
It's cold up in Philly so pack up the blubber
I pop then I flick then I grind down a hubba
I'm really surprised I ain't st-t-t-tudda
I prolly should add a lil brum bum bu buna
But it is too late imma add it in later's
Kinda bullshit that is stopping your paper
Growin' and blowin' a hole in your bank that you need to start liquifying got you really trying hard to focus
Loud as a locust looking atrocious
Say its so gross but it isn't the closest
Flippin' and snappin' I'm playin' you go fish
Hop on my ark and we'll sail like I'm Moses
Oh shit, I think its Noah
He had all the animals, bats and boas
No no no no no no nah, it was elephants they were hella fit
Woulda been lit but I couldn't imagine the smell of it
My fault I got ADHD
So back to the jump it's like every month
You're sittin' here waitin' for every punt
You're trying to run but your team isn't front
And center waitin' bitch I'm hella patient and I'm smokin' my weed got me high up in the fuckin elevation
Got me celebrating every day that I wake up alive I'm taking the keys that I need to survive
I'm puttin' em high so none of y'all try to drink on my fine wine shine dine
Like it never really ever ever did
I'm high the f*ck up like I'm Everest puttin' in time on your girl like a veteran I'll be hittin' all the places you never can f*ck her so good she ain't callin' you back again calling me daddy I'm breaking her back again
You come to the city it's bound to get litty
We choppin' it up with a bad little bitty
I'm throwin' in money the bottles were fifty
Invited a bitch cause I wanted the kitty
She got to the crib with her friends that were shitty
Proceeded to say that they both got on rings
Man what she was sayin' was hurtin' my brain
I'm thinkin' the chick on the left had all of her things
The jawn on the right was drinking a sprite
Didn't say nothin' just sat there disgusted
She got the cheeks her ass is a beast
I just seen it twice when she got up to puff it
Down to the stogi made some pierogis
Said it's so good that she wanted to toast me
Listen lil bitch don't you even approach me
Grindin' all day like I locked in a losi
I don't need you I just need me to roast me
Got a hairline that be lookin' like crows feet
Really can't sing if you listen in closely
Yeah I hit notes but them runs are atroshy
Do it myself so f*ck signin' mostly
Got a bad bitch I hope she don't ghost me
Got a bad bitch I hope she don't ghost me
Got a bad bitch I hope she don't ghost me

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