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John Mara
Ima beast, big foot, cubrecabra
'member ridin dreamin big in Opa Locka
Bumpin Chevy Ridin High, high by the water, Saint
Turnin every block up,

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

You don't know me but you know my body
Ridin' shotty with my bro, we got it
AP, make him watch my pockets

this nigga need 'bows
That wallflower over there, he need hoes
He gon' flip the whole party
He don't get none of those
I been on a hot streak
Throwin'

pussy
I'm a veteran, niggas is rookiеs
Big knocker, you can't book me
Walk in the party and I got 'еm lookin'
Nig-niggas be runnin' they mouth

the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette
Foreign types with the hookah pipes

with the beacoup face, he got his bitch fucked, huh
Got her picked up, yeah, she ate the dick up

Y'all don't spin no blocks, spend no money
Y'all

Erick! Brother Lionel!
- Praise him - What's the word?
- Pastor Willcall, I presume
Are you still banging that girl that
Lives over by that lakehouse?
-

by a stampede
Of fire-breathing rhinoceroses
The promise of awesomeness
Not a problem, it's no conflict
Party on the rock bottom in a lake of toxins

motherfucker
Keep a toast up by the gold Saturn
Little doulas on the block we
Tell 'em "go stab 'em"
Relieve him of his shoes
It's easier to toe tag 'em'

The burnouts and the artists
The exclusive little parties
I find myself latching to their charm
Bitter cold of smoke breaks
The moment where our gaze meets

out then I'm pulling the trigga
Real top boys deliver cack four killer
Live and direct if they try and block shots
Then I pass to my gena let em eat

by the twos for the vanguard
Just a little Common Sense and a lot of competition
Took me from a Lost Boy to a freestyle event
Over Swiss Beats bled

on the ground for the checks and guap
So ke bona mabebeza riding past my block
Drop my game like can I get your Math or not
Cause I can take you to the moon like

We’ve got a block party, goes Sunday night
Right around the setting sun
The whole neighborhood and some stragglers too
Dancing and having fun

Record

ill
Get whacked by the nigga

Ha, ha, yeah, Heaven or Hell, it ain't no telling (ain't no telling)
They wanna picture me catching a shell, I ain't

Mayor

Wiki

No Mountains in Manhattan

I was that little rapper at the party no one ever after
But I was a natural, that's my first chapter
You was the worst rapper, I was the best

Walk around, I keep a drum
I keep a drum, I'm tryna shoot it for fun
I'm from a block where you better know somebody to slide
Or you better not come

Funk Radio

TR Love

Beat Terrorist vs. The Cartel

2006

the rhymes and Hammer foots to dance with
Yo, let's get the dead party jumpin'
Rappers are crazy wack, and ain't sayin' nothin'

While people are steady,

Mach doch Songs wie Sade
Ich mein' "Lovers Rock" und
"By Your Side" und wenn du so hart bist
Warum sind in deinem Block nur Heiopeis?
Leute sagen: "Guck,

(M-M-M)

Uh, uh
Huh
Check

They can't believe that them niggas returned
We the one that the bitches prefer
In the club, we party until we get

Smoke Dancehall

Devonté Hynes

Vibes!

2014

to your party, girl, like a top dawta
Top dollar, worldwide, top rapper
Talk to the princess on the top yachta
Block, blocka, all haters kick soccer
Get

F**k Ya Life

Jedi Mind Tricks

Violence Begets Violence

2011

Try to stop mines from growing
I'll make your blood stop flowing

I wet the whole entire block then I broke off
Lift the [?] Russian sickle

Headz Ain't Redee

Black Moon

Diggin' In Dah Vaults

1996

watch Steele serve justice
Thirty-two degrees freeze until
These MC's decide to relieve you of grievin'

On my way from out of state, I hit my block

Day After Tomorrow

Maino

The Day After Tomorrow

2011

my soul but I'm tryina get this cake
Tryin' to get it done, set a little mansion
Parties by the pool, model bitches dancing
It was just a dream,