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medicate
Bout to get so high I fucking levitate
You know your boy is here to do what it takes to beat this case
Okay let me put on my mainstream face
OK,

days 
That little diss ain't get no plays 
Did all that rapping for no pay 
You lost your hair in the 6th grade 
I know that shit is embarrassing you

these minga's pinging wishing they had extra hoes
So let me plat your puss while I hang you from your undies (hehehehe)
no, no in the morning just

said and done
Strolling down the trail by the waterfront
See them birds and it's not the ones that chirp
Or get on your nerves, but I'm not what they

It's just the same old thing
Nothing lasts forever, I'd have thought you know by now
Pull down on the lever, clip the line and shut it down, right now

take my stand
You pull me close and whisper
Sharply in my hair
Your words are warm but your breath is cold
And there's a poison in your stare

Cause you

there
This won't be solved in one talk, that logic is mistaken
By the way, man, I'm sorry to hear about your break-up
As I was saying, this takes time

space
I pull up shoot it score right in your face
I hit the mall and a ball yeah
Put the bread up like it's long hair
I'm on this green like a lawn chair

Now it's only one question how ma dick taste ,
Take my sack out,
Let da dick hang
Titties sitting
Body hitting
This a thick plate
only fuck boss niggas

That's the Way

Jimmy Page

No Quarter

1994

I can't believe what people saying
Gonna let your hair hang down
I'm satisfied to sit here working all day lo-o-o-ong
You're in the darker side

your emotions
Explosions cant be held down by a picket fence

We've been taking it for granted
How are tables topped with granite, how we lost

Leave 'em behind
Let 'em go
Leave 'em behind
Yeah

I was anchored down (down), now I'm pulling up (up)
Yeah I made it out (out), had to call my bluff

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future [Clean]

2000

supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps 
Make millions like that,

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

supposed to
My homies call me on my mobile wanna hang we still close too
I switched positions with them poor cats, I write raps 
Make millions like that,

I'm Lesnar when it bout to pop off
Swing by that ringside, I'll superkick em with my socks off
Flair slap your hair back, then snatch ya arms like

Andrew

Bowling for Soup

Tell Me When to Whoa!

1998

by your self on Friday night.

[Chorus]
It's hard to understand if you never lose 
You never want to win when it all comes down all around you now,

cooper and we got Kamano
Top down
Play the music up
Yeah
Turn the music up now
Silky long hair
Yeah
Let it go wild now
I'm with my guys
We gon vibe now
We

like Gretzky her hair like a mess
Kick the bitch out the house, she pesky

Your dope comin' up short like Joe Pesci
They said gritty can't rap, yeah,

mustache and a wack bandana
I'm coming at you like the Asian Ric Flair
Bitch, I'll suplex you by your friggin dick hair!
Your whole fam's a bunch of Barbies,

wide, but it's nothing real it's just noise
The harshest noise

I see it now
No longer by my own volition
To let you down
Not perfect by my own admission

not
Pussy swollen, told i woud wreck the twat
You can't hang with the ding dong
With your cream thong
You could ask my chicks
They call me King Kong

Yo

Don't ask Ej what he bang, big brah gon up a four,
Niggas knowin' where I hang, I'm a Newman with the bros

Better not tell me about your girlfriend, we

also private
I cant let you have those
I'm the type of villain
That won't let your ass know
Just how the plan go

Look here, so this is how we gon' do it

flaws but I swear I'm sure I'm worth it.
Will you still look at me that way when my makeups off?
When I'm down are you willing to climb these walls?
Hair