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awake you with these injections
Erasing what you thought and I'm making the corrections
Knowledge wisdom and understanding equivalent to education
No time

On Purpose

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

[Chorus]

(Oh yeah, oh yeah, aye look, aye look, aye look)
Pullin' up, they like how the fuck, he got 6's on his sports car
Bad bitch with some big tits

twelve flow semi automatic transmissions never slow
Hey but it won't really matter though the closest 
You'll get is a quarter mile or so  Ill leave you in

when im away
We be distance lovers but im still ok
Wen i come around you cud have it Yo way

After hours lea da club vibing with a buzz I dont wanna go

it's Tic, Tac, Toe
But tic tac toes to easy tho
Shit you right
Visit the club like a game of chess
Bitch shut up (Bishop) with yo lack of context
Just

My Hooptie

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Rap: On the Lighter Tip

1992

a six-nine deuce, so the hell with emissions
Rollin' in Tacoma, I could get burned
(Sound of automatic gunfire) Betta make a you-turn
Spotted this freak with

They retreat
With the feelin' of a breeze of a Great Lake
Automatic and it's cinematic when
I'm in the attic
And they get erratic on the bass
Put 'em in

More Freaks

Analog Brothers

Pimp to Eat

2000

wide world of sports
With no remorse
Usin Ivory soap in the back of the century club
Jerkin off mode slash naked service
Watchin G strings at one

that hatred is shame
Your humanity was picked and sold with the cotton of slaves
System is fucked, we benefit passively
White liberals and such, make

for capping
Slap some loaf behind them Speakers
Time to get this party cracking

Basketball my favorite sport
I throw no look passes like magic
Ugh

a shortage)
You ain't up the score on the midget, nigga, you a blowtorch (blowtorch)
Drive the Huracán, up the sport (nyoom)
Big booty bitch with a bald

My Own Parade

Mayday!

¡Mursday!

2014

space
Brand new Nikes on my feet with automatic lace
Most of the time I'm movin' Off The Wall
Type of dude to stop mid verse because I got a call

Chip jokes are a chip shot
Mickelson swinging clubs
This song 'll have the club swinging whenever it's banging getting bumped
On the subs
In my trunk
In

around
I'm automatic wit the stick
Now that's what you call sport
Four seasons for the vaca 
We up north
All that racist shit
We carry a different torch

that's my city
Hit the sport button so I ride quickly 
When I hit the strip club spend a pretty penny

I'm on Xtasy and that Henney
Got me feeling friendly

Internet shopping tryna cure my fix
Fully automatic with the bars load the clip 
Niggas gone hate guess it is what it is 
Talkin that shit get you hit with

Drip sauce.
Every time I speak (SAUCE! DRIP!)
Can't hang with these lames
Tryna feed off me trappp
Still jumping out the gym
Lajuwon Akeem anddd
She

even got a little lettuce
If you had to place a wager I would say bet with us
Fan club of niggas mad they can't sit with us
And they bitch jive siced she

automatic
Shit Easy, shit classic
I dish that bitch off like magic
Do this shit with a passion
Nike and Jordan be the fashion
Brand new coupe a Ashton
Chain

killed
I'm outside a club waving a steel
You get your shit peeled running up on mine
Just cos you got a problem with the kid
Get at the end of something