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Theodor Seuss Geisel ( (listen); March 2, 1904 – September 24, 1991) was an American children's author, political cartoonist, illustrator, poet, animator, and filmmaker. He is known for his work writing and illustrating more than 60 books under the pen name Dr. Seuss (,). His work includes many of the most popular children's books of all time, selling over 600 million copies and being translated into more than 20 languages by the time of his death.Geisel adopted the name "Dr. Seuss" as an undergraduate at Dartmouth College and as a graduate student at Lincoln College, Oxford. He left Oxford in 1927 to begin his career as an illustrator and cartoonist for Vanity Fair, Life, and various other publications. He also worked as an illustrator for advertising campai… more »

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Sending these shots like a Russian
I'm banging and bussing, thats end of discussion
(Yurrr!)
The rest of these bitches are shit and I'm flushin'
Step on the gas, and I'm clutchin'
Ice on my neck, it be floodin'
Pouring up wok no 'tussin
Rolled offa bottle and a blunt I be puffin'
(Puffin' and passin')
I'm speeding, I'm flying, I'm slipping, I'm sliding
I'm running, not hiding, no nickel or diming
I'm balling, I'm shining
Here's Johnny, you screaming and crying
Whole lot of cap and denying
Feeling like riding or dying
(Yuh! Yuh!)
Jump off a bridge and I'm gliding
Straight from the jump, they be spying
Something is wrong with my wiring
Get me the Mac and I'm firing
Killing this shit 'til retirement
(Yuh!)
You really want to play boy, call me Hugh Hefner
Breaking yo' shit, then I'm on to the next one
Blunt in my lap, real close to the handgun
Got me a hit, now I'm picking up the ransom
Smoking this shit 'til I get me a grandson
Bitches on my dick, and they calling me handsome
Mouth getting tired, they use their hand some
Hands cramp up, I get anotha' random

Lemme f*ck it up right quick
Like 12 with a night stick
Why they call 'em crip
Still bleed like a bitch
Yeah, Tripp got a stitch, no Lilo
Run from the cops, stay high though
No Michael, lost but I might go
At a bitch with a knife, hoe
Am I right, yeah it's in the Bible
That's a big score, check the FEICOs
(Aye)
Come back, go psycho

If he testify, might as well just call him dead
Nigga keep on talkin' shit, I'll put yo' ass to rest
I know you a hoe, why you lookin' fuckin' scared
Forty really pumpin', pump his brains out
Now he dead
Keep on playin' wit' me
Know I'm always totin' semis
Ready kill a f*ck-nigga
Just in case he playin' wit' me
And I'm always chasin' paper
So one day I get a Hemi
Niggas worried about the hoes man
I just want blue bills and the Henny
And I'm sittin' on the block wearin' Lui's
Tryna get a dub
Lookin' fo' some ops
Tell them boys pull up
F*ck you sayin'
I don't need a plug
You boys can't keep up
They just know
We be gettin' bucks
Cause we clean as f*ck
Told yo' bitch
That I'm tryin' to f*ck
She just tryna hit
Suck my dick
And I really hit it
She just ate my kids
Never miss
Feel like my name Curry
The way I hit the swish
Holy shit

Holy shit, I feel like 90's crip
The way I hit the switch
I got that shit she can't deny
That's how I f*ck up on your bitch
I'm just a nigga tryin' to make his fuckin' money and get rich
And if these niggas keep on fuckin' with me
They gone' get the stitch
(Yuh, yuh, aye!)
They gone' get the stitch
(Aye!)
Tell 'em I'm coming, one hunnid' round drummin'
This Glock gone' hit the fade, no barber
Get in your crib, gone' f*ck your daughter
On g, I am not no father
But this bitch, she call me daddy
And this bitch, she got a fatty Crabby Patty
Get to flippin' and dippin' out on these hoes
Every day be Saturday
Cause I'm constantly with the bros
No one knows
What I had to go through
Just to call one place my goddamn home
This shit nasty when I get into it
But I call it classy

Let me f*ck it up right quick
Like 12 with a nightstick
Why they call 'em crip
Still bleed like a bitch
Yeah, Tripp got a stitch, no Lilo
Run from the cops, stay high though
No Michael, lost but I might go
At a bitch with a knife hoe
Am I right, yeah it's in the Bible
That's a big score, check the FEICOs
Sipping lean, smoke weed, go psycho

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