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300 cubic feet
We gon' spray it in the air like pesticide
And put the, rest aside I'm the best to vibe
I drop it in the air baby stop and stare
What's

He was the fourth his mother bore,
The room was ten by twelve,
His share was sixty cubic feet
In which to build himself.
He sat and learned his

a beat yet
Come here and get your feet wet
Overcritical cynical individual
With actual skills minimal
I ain't heard you write a beat yet
Come here and get

send to my
Feet go through it through it
Phone call I'm like who this
It's me I'm back on my bullshit
You taking the piss like it's cubic
I'm solving

to mine these blocks is mine and mine alone

Cause from the pigs and to these trees
An earth size bed for me to sleep
My paradise in cubic feet
Just one

like a cubic dice
We have the madda Voice the madda choice
Put on your ski mask my heart cold like ice
We have the madda Voice the madda choice
Not from

Paving the pavement no space for the gracious green
We can optimize while we atomize our dreams

I think we could use a few more square feet
A cubic

stop what's in me a

I told that god damned pickled pigs feet smelling motherfucker
To leave me the fuck completely, utterly alone
(Gimme a gimme,

nothing that I've seen
These three cubic feet, these three cubic feet

If I were alive a hundred years behind
I would have died, I would have died
And if

the actual me

God helps those that help themselves
So why are you so caught up in this web of deceit
Knocking me off my feet
Your defeat is not my tranquility

God shit
There is some actual shit happening right now
And like, I swear to Christ

Logically
Logically
Logically

Like I know I can't prove it
Because

going on the actual track when it releases
This is Slack if y'all ain't never heard him before but

Yoooooo

Swept me off my feet bent me over backwards

The actual date or century
Converts inches into regions and temperatures
Expanded snow squall
Standard dimensions

Beating seconds and differences

a house of horrors
Then make it a funeral home
Sever a limb just to beat you with the bones
And have you dangling from a chain
Like a rapper's cubic zircon

Factual
See if he actual, really knew the actual
Like a real nicca

Aha
Yuh lul bluff ass dood
Wanna be tuff
Wanna be cool
Alot you niccas dont kno how

Keep It Movin'

Busta Rhymes

The Coming

1996

square, feet, and cubic 
We're all making pennies off a record, so who needs the paper (WHO) 
The man in Manhattan lamping in the skyscrapers 
How much

Me

Ja Rule

Exodus

2005

Talk some shit to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they dues
Always got their feet in somebody shoes
Walk with me, or ride this old

no lease
Still open up doors, no keys
Still hunting my dargs, no peace
Still mad, that's actual grief

Still trying to stack these Ps
Still trying

the bar, leave the car
And pass out like a fetus in a jar with my feet up to the stars
And dream about that light that leads up to the Lord
I have

on her feet
But that don’t fly with me
Rock some Air Jordan 1’s
Call me Pillsbury
I think she playing with me
She cut my heart into three
Want me to hold

Now if you got that real ice on your jewlez you off the hook/
real niggas rock real things that's a good look/
but if you wearin cubic zicornia

thousand million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
While niggaz minds are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
The sea of reality, they can't

One Man Guy

Loudon Wainwright III

I'm Alright

1984

But these three cubic feet of bone and blood and meat are what I love and know

I'm a one man guy in the morning
I'm the same in the afternoon
One

between me and you I love the music
So Imma dig my toes into the sand and cruise it
Or Imma play Fortnite back in my cubic
Half the time I play that fucking