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Toll Booth Willie

Adam Sandler

They're All Gonna Laugh at You!

1993

of a fuck! 
 Eat shit! Eat my shit!"
 
 [Another car approaches]
 [Bishop Nelson:] "Hello Willie. Good to see you."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ahhh, Bishop

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

and start the healing process, see
If I'd have never hit rock bottom
Would I be the person that I am today?
I don't believe so
I'm a prime example of what

here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound

I Sho Will

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

Beat a Willie Nelson of the new generation
A risin legacy shoutin across every nation
I need a passport luggage and a new Rolls Royce
50 Billion but I

Mister Cee's Master Plan

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

Big Willie

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

son
I bust you up and then I blast you with my Bop Gun
A million times rhyme risin' to the prime
While another nigga's cuts get bucks, like it's

Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots

Fuck,

and
Leg like you escaped the Zodiac
And crawled your half-ass ass back home and
Made it to your fuckin' steps
Then got ran over by a taxi cab
That don’t

7 MC's, Pt. 2

K-Otix

Hip Hop Independents Day: Sequel

1998

Little inner city Willie/much like myself
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's/
Glamour

gon' feel like you got tasered
Hear a blast and see a flash from
Far like a massive star quasar
Laser hit you in your facial
Tissue like acne scar laser

Collude/Intrude

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

Luftballons 

While the one hit blunder rushes exhaust like city buses 

I bond, like resin cause for the sake of skill, lost and found 

Found by DNA

ain't saying I'm a gangster but he call me thug 
Shorty cut me off I hit a Kanye shrug 
Nowadays rappers selling they soul for the buzz 
If Kevin don't

track-outs
Got files backed up because I
Do not back down hit her with the dickety
Dickery flickety flickery cock
With the splickity splash and she'll pass out

time
No excuses, keep it moving patna, I can't whine
Keep it rawer than coke so don't test these lines
I'm well seasoned, rare cut & in my prime
Not in

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

flicks in it
But I'm not a pornstar, I hit the OnStar
I'm tryna find me some wet
Pussy and a long jaw
Fantastic, I'ma damn bastard
21 guns like I'ma damn

Prime
Hold it to my ear, then I say I'm on my grind
Take a pic with my stick, pop some pills, I'm legit
Wife a THOT who been popped by my block, that's my

Bangathemenace, I pull up no drive through. Don’t be surprised when I fly right by you. I’m in that powder blue, Amazon prime crew. The fit is Karl

pocket meee closing up the gaps until I hit em with option read

In my prime having fun with this shit

I let y’all breathe when I’m done with this shit

the town
But we nationwide, by your side
Well fuck you up and save your live
Give us a couple of years for our prime cause
All my negus stay jumpin
All my

moving like the sigma hog album still droppin off haaaaaaaa

Malcontent November 5th and nah bitch the beats wasn't made by the Alchemist (naaaah)
I don't

Im just hitting my stride 
I'm hitting my prime 
Maybe I'm being biased but I 
Could hit up your girl and she'd stay the night 
But I wont do that cuz