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fuckin’ hate when I break the yolk
 
I hate to ride on a crowded train
I hate to ride on a crowded train
Don’t look to me as if I’m the cause of all your

Time to let go
All the fear and pain that sunk my boat
Smoke, smoke, artichoke
Yolk!

I can't stand the rain
But it washed away my pain
And the villain

If My Homie Calls

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

practical jokes on
Everybody smoked with they Locs and the yolks on

All through high school, girls by the dozens
Sayin' we cousins, knowing that we

She needs a constant reminder when i get behind her
Like who's is it baby who's is it
She sat up on me like a timer
That baby girl is a rider
She

the yolk break
Trippy days: Game of life
Who's to say just how to play?
It's your move, what's at stake?
Just a lifetime full of space
(You can) Fill it up,

the nation again removing myself
From my friends so I could stay away from junk and all the

Other stuff even alcohol
And I met some great people who got me

bitch already And those carbs send me into overdrive
All I need is my sausage and egg
Battered or not I won't complain
The yolk bet be runny
That's all

I'm asking you, I'm begging
You told me to, to take my yolk upon you, and learn of you
For your yolk is easy, so I'm giving to
I'm giving you all

I'm up with the J's, we all vampin'
Put the work in the wax bag and stamped it
You can catch the rico when you stamp it
But the hood gotta know who got

my own motto
I'm wearing two pockets
Carrying around a lot of cargo
I just mind my business
I ain't with all of the dissing
I won't tell 'bout who I'm

or fried, get the skillet
Poached or boiled? You can peel it
Or egg white no yolk, is the spirit
You don't answer me, so incoherent
But I like your soul, fuck

Who Want The Smoke?

Cardi B

Who Want the Smoke?

2018

speaker
All black, late night like the Grim Reaper
Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer (ice!)

Who want the smoke? (the smoke)
Who want

True crime, fantasy, action-adventure
Game show it's all sci-fi, I'm all Play-Doh
I like data that turn brains to egg yolk
It turn royals to regular

Egg Man

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

it was a joke
The trigger, I pulled his face, the yolk
Reached in his pocket, took all his cash
Left my man standing with the egg mustache
Suckers,

Egg Man

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [20th Anniversary]

1989

it was a joke
The trigger, I pulled his face, the yolk
Reached in his pocket, took all his cash
Left my man standing with the egg mustache
Suckers,

What do you want? Is it peace? Is it war?
Cause all of my niggas can seek and destroy
What do you want? Is it love? Is it hate?
Choose the wrong one then

shit's all in the past
Been passin' and bouncin' that thing all around
Smacked it a little too hard on the ground
The only noise now is a splash sound

off
It doesn't matter about the flowing
Until the break of north
Of south, of east to west who be the best
All we want to do is relieve
Some

I guess
That I hate my life
I don't know what's gonna happen after all us die
Give me a reason to continue
Or a reason to fight
When every day that I

Know I wasted too much time with all my pettiness
Drowning myself in all my emotions with no friends
(Wait, wait, wait)
Who am I to blame my roots
I

me a move
I wanna stay with the crew
But like would you take me with you?
I'm feeling hate and confusion
I really hate what I do
I wanna aim with

success worth Homie, everything I love, hate taught Me all the above I can take
Face the impossible next, navigate Through the sky like, live it to love it

If you tell her to shop at Macy's (Hot)
Who's this bitch that's on her
Feet? Don't make these (No)
When she hit us on, I know she finna hate me
(Finna

are mad 
Stole all your money stacks 
You wish that you could rap 
I solve this like its math 
I prove that I'm all that 
Ran up some hunnit racks