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EM GRILL EM, GRILL EM!
I will pop you while I'm popping a pop-a-wheel
Paid In Full not the deal...put him in Potter's Field

[Hook: JR Writer]
DON'T

Cam'ron:
This is a remix
J.R. Writer featuring Hell Rell and myself Killa
We about to let y'all muthafuckas know why we run the world
Ya dig

Hook

don't) that dog food, I don't sell hard
(I don't sell that shit)
Got the Smiff like JR (JR Smith)
We shootin’ shots from the AR (Huh)

Been doing my thing

on the concrete and let's roll

Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying the dude
I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food
Foot for thought, think I

on the concrete and let's roll

Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying the dude
I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food
Foot for thought, think I

Tip Your Hat

Josh Graves

Country Music

2003

Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.

Taught em more metaphors that's better than yours to porch monkeys who were originally corporate flunky's who work in the modern field for evil money.

Fields

Danny Brown

XXX

2011

Respect the intellect let me continue on the mission
I used to walk through alleys, paths in the field
You know that one house where Kenneth and 'em use

them boys they need a tune up
You ain't rolling good as me dog
Jumping over all they asses like it's leap frog yeah

I been in the field, something like

Alex jr, oh Alex jr
Tell me something I don't know
Alex jr, oh Alex jr
It's been months, will you still grow?
Alex jr, Alex jr on the wall
Grant me

in Marvel
Keep this shit real no fakes in my circle
JR, Landon, Cosmo watch out
Do it for the money bitches doing it for clout
Getting to the bag

in Marvel
Keep this shit real no fakes in my circle
JR, Landon, Cosmo watch out
Do it for the money bitches doing it for clout
Getting to the bag

Tell a friend we're coming to your district
Bring a fan so you ready when the shit hits
On demand we get busy and we rip this
S.V. J.R. Reaper

known
I wish I woulda known that
Fishing for jelly
And drinkin' with Gary
Would end up leaving me all alone
Weenie Hut Jr's
Would crumble my future

Cam'ron:
Yo J.R., they've been waitin' for you dog
They've been askin', you ready
You up muthafucka
Dipset, let's go, Writer

Hook
J.R. Writer:

“BONAFIDE COUNTRY GAL”
Lyrics, Music, and Musical Arrangement by Julius “JUICE” Davis, Jr. (aka Julius Joseph Davis, Jr.)
Copyright c 2020 by Julius

me mad 4Real
Ima spaz 4Real
Get toe tagged 4Real
Heard they false claiming don't disrespect my flag 4Real
They my Jr's boy don't disrespect my swag

see us gettin' along

Do you rock dirty boots
And turn up the Jr.
Throw back some two-for-ones?
Do you hit up your people
Fill up the diesel
Tear

Yah Am such a dope 
Far from broke 
My house has two floors 
My bro has two dogs 

Grey dens like the queen do yah 
Steak dinner when we cook 
Pool

Knock down a THOT with the clap
Raw dog - Ouch
Wake up like Robert Downey Jr. in the wrong house - No doubt

Young & Reckless by design
Finna unleash

Hut Jr head ass Goofy Goober
I ain't Jewish but I had a bris and ended up neutered
Now my balls made of steel and I think that they cooler
Skipping

children were born:

Ceasar Bullock, Jr. 	1845
Edward Bullock	1847
Frank Bullock	1852
Laura Bullock 	1854
George Bullock,	1858 to 1924, my bloodline 
Peggy

my dog we need to go legit 
Caught a body now he gotta sit
Woodie say he need a brick 
Gotta tax him for this thirty six

Real niggas in the field

lessons, let the nina sing
Before I leave up out this bitch
They gon' know my fuckin' name
Birdman Jr junior! Fuck a dog
Bitch I got a puma
Man these niggas'