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should have some, man
You can not sit up and tell me that you have none, man
You may not have three or four
But you got one, man (big boy)
give me two

that I think about it
Would have been better off perfecting these crafts
Making waves moving mountains
Didn't smoke much before I wrote that gas
Now I

fucking wit them rats that why I call em Pluto 
Askin how he outta jail and I jus tell em you 
Know 
Hoes be switching on they mans suckin dick for blue

on a Tuesday, dogshit on me
When I ain't have a dollar, it was only me
(By myself)
I seen niggas switch up for a lil' cheese
I can't really sit and talk
Gotta

Big Bad Bushranger

John Williamson

True Blue 2

2003

You've heard about Ned Kelly and those other famous crooks
I've seen them on the TV, I've seen them in my picture books
Well, here's a little song

on colored screens
All I hear about is chiefs but they're all long deceased
Man I wish could've seen you play ball on TV
I wish that you'd receive the same

this cap like Bobby, aay
If I come with my dogs in black like Franklin, you can get chopped like GTA

My boys never got chased by a bora
But your boy got

yo, nothin' is forgotten
last i heard you up state rottin'
in jail cell he hope ya somebody's bitch
while  ya doin' ya time i'm getting rich

Chorus:

peacefull
Until i heard that voice say
"i stand in the sand here to greet you, my evil has reached you, dont be alarmed i just need you to bleed through, let

stronger 

Sand slippin now
Just heard a tick
Revolver on the wall
Rounding as it clicks...

(Gun chamber click)

(what if I x3)

"You can try and be

time that I fall I can't have you around

Same old shit from the from the same old pricks
In the Same old bits get me out this town

Heads getting loud

seven hunnid, nigga, ask the streets
(On God) bust down a couple three-fives
Know you heard I redid my seats (Skrrt)
Took out a loan, redid my teeth (Ha)

a spell, Paul called to Roaring Jim, 
"Hey, check out the lumber camp on your southpaw bank!
I could have sworn we were lonesome in Michigan, Jim:
You ever

This way the sound crack, Your woes keep riding with that grove
Me and shit tryna have the stocks, You know me
And I got my blocks, You know I keep it

dimples
Caught em out lacking
Choked him out like a Simpson
You gone have to pray to God
When we send it through ya temple

Huhhh
When It's day time
I pop

Golden Age Raps

Open Mike Eagle

Dark Comedy

2014

smoked herb
Been beaten by his dad or heard bad spoken word
I got a pretty mean overbite
I'm still trying to navigate the settings on my Focusrite

meant for this performing
Why

Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you

the spirit of Afeni's son
Twenty one, have I been heard by anyone?
47 less ten been the new steez
Gotta hustle, lot of muscle in my new team
Six here and I

of the struggle, last resort
Heard about cmerica and wanted to explore 
So he left his family and headed to New York 
US back in the 80's was immigrants galore 
You

and I'm feeling good
And if you have a moment, I would like to...
Elaborate on that feeling
I'm like..
Einstein on his A-game
Dropping bombs like a war

cases (woo)
You gon' have me calling your phone on them crazy hoes (bitch)
So, girl, I look at you and I think baby shower (oooh)
I said, "I heard

than wow
You heard it right
Out the horses mouth
They forced to pout
It's Glory how
I point 'em out
Say they want beef
Yea that porter house
I torch

When she plays with the kitty cat, on her knees from the back

Turns me on so bad, lay me down, bounce on my lap
Tease me, I'll slap that ass, have you

On the floor struck
Listening to what we do
Ain't leaving 
Like the doors stuck
I swear that 
By when I retire 
Have an Island 
In my name
Room full of my name