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just take me to my cell
And I'll stay out of
Your way after the captain's great words of
Discouragement, I was handed a towel, two
Sheets, a toothbrush,

on, eat clothes
Fuck around and kill one of y'all clown ass niggas, word up
Take your two, take your hat
Take a nap, put your ass ton the ground,

I walk thru
It might get hectic
I'm the life of the party
Make you cats feel hella threatened
Just by my presence
I make you show your true essence
We

I gotta thing for this nigga
We don't touch he be fucking my mind Up
He don't care if we eating at Ruth Chris he don't Mind if I'm pushing a Honda Oh

of hypertension
But the sociopolitical manifestation (Demands it)
Introverted beyond words but he's the goon of the nation
Talk with no hate B
Walk with your plate

And dats dat
If you can’t handle 
Pronouns 
Cause your tuff
Remember in a battle 
I don’t need fists 
My words are enough 
On that subject
Ification is

the album, y'all got me feeling important
But I never gas myself, was taught to practice humility
Besides, boasting and bragging just takes up too much energy

I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say

with that Chris Brown
"Don't give me shit!" Niggas
In the streets say
"Kill them all!" Bitch, you know we got guns
Like the Pentagon i'm just eating

Every verse lyrical but nutty first
Every verb and every word is like a speeding bullet
'Bout to chop your body in half while it's on the way to heaven

the power  to seperate, and divide the sour from sweet and let the showers of divinity grow 
humility  it's the c-h-r-i-s c-o-n-d-e and i spittin my

the power  to seperate, and divide the sour from sweet and let the showers of divinity grow 
humility  it's the c-h-r-i-s c-o-n-d-e and i spittin my

you kidding me? I thought we were sharing them)
Nerd
Eating fried chicken with my herd
(I'm the herd, what's the word)
Eating fried chicken with my...

always taught Me
Be the first Man Up...
My Uncle Chris taught Me
Young Nigguh, Man Up
My Uncle William taught Me
Get it, by any means
My Uncle AB taught Me

that's Goddard
See you benching, need a spotter?
Home seeking like a missile
New York strip, I got the sizzle
In the word, that's epistle
Saved by grace,

Cause them niggas that sitting at your table ungrateful
I'm trying to win what you play fo
Until we filthy my nigga can't let a day go
By stacking money

ain't got mine
I'mma holla when the primetime
Why you, how you, call me when nobody by you?
Nobody want you, your mind a ocean, your body's a bayou
I

Go to Sleep

Lupe Fiasco

Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album, Pt. 1

2012

have to wipe locusts off your rides
But I'm warming up, oceans is on the rise
I be Ocean with 11 associates on my side
Colder than Chris Martin

Or your bacon egg and cheese Arizona on the side
You so New York you don't care what the move is
You eating BBQs you ain't messing with Ruth Chris
It ain't

Forgive Me Father

Fabolous

Street Dreams

2003

jam
But with the soap its gonna blam
The info put freckles on your face like Opie Cunningham
That's why I'm watched by the Feds and scoped by Uncle

Looking at 
All this rappers Iv been eating 
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly

I’m a shot (short) caller 
It’s like I’m on the phone with

see your chick 
Lizzle aint gone keep the trick 
introduce her to The Clique 
and later that night she eating dick
I'm Slicker with that greazy spit

さよなら ふき もり truly helped me start!
By the middle of March your amigo’s seem hard,
Till demon’s creep smart cutting feet lard!
They cook meat charbroiled

I'm trying to burn this bitch down, I ain't trying to break in
Fuck your opinion 'bout us, to me don't mean nothing
I brought the wave, brought