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heart
From the start was picked apart
Poked concerns at my art
Now look at me
Last one standing, y’all took seats
Last one standing, y’all took seats
Last

bop
B-boy on the block, pop P-Lloyd
Nine o'clock in the seat and groin
Passing the door strapped to the inseam of
My loins, addin' on, yo
Vagabond, rap

Flight

Peter Hammill

The Margin

1985

spread,
But we're still gliding deep into the red,
The radio is dead
Every valve blown open.
The radar screen flicks monochrome,
Air traffic controller

the ground, sitting on the couch
Now my feet won't touch the ground even standing up
Can I get a cup of Joe for this grown man in my seat?
Ma used to say you're

to the car and I open the trunk

And I pull out the gate and I go bang, bang
Hop in the clutch, the front seat, four on the shelves
We turnin' them bitches

If I would open up my heart
Maybe you'd find a place in yours
To scrutinize for damaged particles
For leaking valves or clotted ventricals 
Measure

Ride around, in the SRT
Bentley truck, with the leather seats
Glock holster, right under me
Yeah I keep a eye, for the enemy
Ride around, in the SRT

Too hot to handle, Too dope to hold
2DopeBoyz we roll deep everybody gather
Your seats, we going to Cloud 9 and we
Coming back in a week,

What's in my cup
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Uh, yeah
I'm like what's up
I just got here to this party turn me up
What's in my cup
Something that I hopes gonna

the life and she can't get a grip
Hundred dollar cup and you can't get a sip
I'm a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick
Hundred thousand

To the Sky

Dustin Lynch

Where It's At

2014

gonna touch the stars,
Baby no it ain't that far

If you sitting down, get up on your feet
If you're standing up, get up on your seat
If you on your seat

'cause
They can't date me
I'mma-I'mma kill a party with my two teeth
I'mma smoke on this blunt with my new leaves
I'mma fuck your new bitch standing
On my

(And I'll give you a real reason to cry)
Smoke is in the air
Barely standing on two feet (yeah, yeah)
Getting bands put the bands in the two seat (aye)

feet off, even with the seat off, should have got us somewhere, but no!
So Fred said let's have another cup of tea, and we said "right-oh!"

Right said

a different city
Say you tryna get the bag need to get with me
Riding with your bitch and I know she got no teeth

Say she tryna feel the leather seat
Standing

Jesus
She bad with the d cup
Too -lax, kick my muh-fucking feet up
Shit til 8 in the morning I be up
Hit a three from the half in my seat slumped
Fresh

something when they set the music free

And they yanked old Hank right up off the Opry
Said old Waylon was way too rock 'n' roll
And I know my cup of tea

roar
I just woke up
Imma roll up
Styrofoam cup
Imma smoke one
I'm bout to blow one
No Taxi, all black seats
Ten racks deep
I'm fallin' over my feet, i

still standing on my feet
You won’t be standing on your fucking feet
If that all you needed was your fucking greed
I’m calling you a bitch indeed
We’re

Starting up my day with a blunt stuffed
Pussy kept on talking he got fucked up
Big black Glock and a cup of purp
You already know I'm finna sipp

with my double cup
Got a problem with me then let's duel and I promise lil boy, Ima win, you the runner up
Ain't showing no mercy, Im putting a stop

a local microbrewery rep standing in between three kegs, grabbing a clear plastic
Cup I inquire about how many we can get each
I am informed that free beer

right while he sip a cup of
Coffee puff a newport light my gang

It's me and my gang, me and my gang
Standing on the corner and we
Came to do our thang

Ride On

Rittz

Homegrown

2013

See now my cup is full, my vibe is boosted
My fate is undecided, but it's going down the way that I choose it
Living life up on the stage and it's