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fuckin' hoes all fiends
This album gon' go hard praying platinum in this bitch, your bitch a whole ass whale Lookin' like moby dick, huh (Bitch)
Lets go,

a joke
So music all I got left, when I'm laying in my bed
With my life upon the line, ion wanna see no tears
Stick with me throughout the years, n

to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by

even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class

They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while

Asylum Execution, go get the album
Who dropped a double disc every minute was white powder
I just wish my father stopped smoking crack took a shower

on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first

at School Atleast I’m fly
Looking in the mirror in this rue 21 Shit and all I can ask is why?
Looking back at that I was corny I Wont even lie
A couple years

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks

just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by

now
Hope my next album change my lifestyle
Just tryna make a couple dollars
Move a couple units take a trip to the Bahamas
So make a move baby
This is

mamas are IRS employed, and they came to collect
Are those royalties, s n, go hand over that check
That's all I have your honor, how else am I supposed

up
Then i re-up
Drinking water
Pass me the juice
In album mode I turn to a recluse
Bein in the booth just gives me a boost
Waking up it's just another

through by surprise, years later 
Still copped some rounds for The guys...

In ya eyes, that waitress is the real prize
But we got unresolved issues You

true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

[Intro: Mystikal]
Shit, BOO!!, Boo
Uh-ooooh!!, hah, yeah, yeah
another album motherfucker heh, heh

[Chorus: Mystikal]
Here I am, somebody said that

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

A desk job for a pay day
I weighed the risk and reward, you could feel the outcome
It only works if they buy my album
Never signing my name by an X like

then
Till I packed up the mics and fuck
It all and fully dived in
Fast forward a couple years my
Flow is fully infectious
Up in your system like Tetanus

unless
You give them a reason to
2017, Sincerely Yours was a murder
Probably album of the year
But who cares when nobody heard
It's getting crazy out here

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether

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

My fecal with the sewer rats
Shaka shaka zulu, huh
New year 30 new you's
What we should do
Is move the fuck on
Walk through the valley yes I walk

Game Still Recognize Game

Coo Coo Cal

Still Walkin'

2002

shops 
Screamin they love the album, 
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop 
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong 
They