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them rats
Puff puff pass the bars back
And forth beside the track
The loudest gas that's ever been smacked
We made a pact dropping in down dunes
Sandy

that shit
Fuck I need it back
I'll attack this shit on the track
And in fact
Ima clap
Those motherfuckin buns til you layin on that back
Then I'll spread

passin me by 
But there's only handful that's harder than I am
Get dark on the mic stand dropped out 
What nah I aint tryna wait now
Taking the jump, its

I ain't needing no love, I'll be by myself
DBE we riding back to back, if I was on the track fuck it I'll speed by myself
I'm in the stu, let

Fuck the bitches get the money King Dom on the track gotta run it nigga
You can catch me way a head of them runnin after money swear
They clocked me

Circles

Pete Townshend

Scooped

2002

trying but I'll never get threw
Circles bring me back to you

Everything I do, I think of you
No matter how I try, I can't get by...
These circles,

people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in

How are you blinded by his grace but still manage to find my door?
To save your life you couldn't spit like me
You can get it in British or get it in

Sriracha

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of y'all niggas can act

Wild Child

John Cale

Le Bataclan '72

2004

back to Lorraine

Ah, she's a wild child, and nobody can get at her
She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to her

Sleepin' out on the street,

And the girl I love can now see how much work I have put in

I will put in the yards and get myself better and back on track
I don't think about failing as I am

Buckshot, to his dome
Runnin' it up by myself on my own
Mugshot, make her moan
None of these niggas wanna see me back home
She get bent back just

down on the xanny, shit's not candy
Trippon RIP, Danny, I'm gone, and now I'm back
Eastside, baby, where you at
Drive the 95 like a track
Coolin' with

Headbussa by Lil Scrappy
I can get active

c family man but a change of plans I can get active
Yea
My potnaz riding if they catch me and hold me down captive

focused on numbers, I got it planned out
If I get blessed with a money tree I'ma branch out
You getting cut from the picture
If you caught burning bridges

started
Get on the track and rock it
I blast off like a rocket
Just made my new page, now these groupies wanna stalk it
Any style I rock it
Walk it like I

Thinking to myself that I gotta stay on track
Everybody hoping that I can't get back
The walls coming down and the ceiling bout to crack
Cause

our own, tryna get in our zone
We been through some lows but we still aim high
Cause at the same time
I'm a change mine
Sick of the same old tracks
With

the kitchen a monkey on his back
Needs a little help to put the wheels on track

Every time you act that way you seem to get a rise
Never too late to say I

Hard Rhymin'

Paris

Rebirth of a Nation

2006

They're still keepin', youth asleep an'
We in the hood with heat and still beatin'
And we back with the rap that packs the room
Black tracks with

I'm having a panic attack
Can't get on a track or listen to rap and suddenly all the calamity back
Now listen to me, I'm telling the truth when I say

how to feel
I wanted what they had back in the fourth grade
Family vacas, you know I did it all
Just to see my little sis by a waterfall
My great

class but 
We dont know how to act
Fuck around  fuck around 
And get wacked 
Shawty we on 65 
Pouring  up the ac
172 nigga baby holla back 
Get whatever

tolerance to the hits
Behind my back
Of the fastback
Don't loose track
Don't need a rhyme to think twice
No testing that
Thats a sign of the times
Life got