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Can I get a Hell Yeah

as a young man, always loved the beach party, start in going hard, brother doing cartwheels
baby on the skates, give a grown

living life with no excuses deliver my product
all my niggas from the hood where the murders is climbing 
if you don't work, you don't eat fuck the lines

Pass It On

Everlast

Forever Everlasting

1990

Understand, he's my man with the plan
We come to parties with the posse just to gain some fans
The posse is strong, the lines are long
People flockin to my

making lyrics to songs of the crickets. 
Blissful kisses under the stars and the moon. 
Making wishes that we don't finish too soon. 
We climax, then we

Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole 26 miles
Cook up for days we got lyrics in piles
Walk in the bank and I'm greeted with smiles
Sauce any beat with

Counting our money up
Keeping it low, keeping our energy cold
Keeping our music bold
Now we shine, saying our own lines
Speaking it out of our minds
Yeah we

I'm writing these lyrics, y'all know the lines Look at my watch, yeah you know the time
I told them one time, I'ma superstar Get back in line, yeah,

Aye 
Okay fasho fasho 
Understand where I be coming from 
It's a meaning behind every lyric 
Lemme tell you something 
OttoKey - 1Take

Nawl we don't

any tune making trunks get to burning up
Man I Starting writing lyrics at 11 with a dream I'm a find my purpose, huh?
Tryna come up with a feeling

mixed in with the sons of cleaners
Newly conscious of our penises but not our limits
All of us rocked the Wu Tang
Nobody got the lyrics
Very accomplished

line iller 
Then most rapper, none better, dope trapper, go getta 

So fella dont test, the rap Muhammad Ali. 
The best underground rapper it's me most

Yea turn me up some uh
I’m in class writing lyrics down
This writers block got me rapping from the spirit now
I’m getting plays real ones gotta feel

the riddle
My brother bang bloody b I bang the h with the k
And a broken heart in the middle
Fuck is you saying I don't do no playing
But I play that bitch

the prototype, and I make no mistakes
For sure I'm great, soul is soaked in pain
Foes n fakes know I'm known to fade clones on bass-lines
Rape rhymes, take my time

you gonna make a change when you hardly making sense
Only lines upon a page, when a brother need to vent
Ain’t no space for a brother in a time like

lines
I waste time when I'm counting money
I talk business with my oldest brothers
I got the mind that you can’t have
My one line count your entire tape

Picture this never happening
Losing my mother
Picture that shit never happening
Me being a brother
Picture me and my girl
Never losing Each other

bastard
With little no time
He picked up a passion
Put words into lines
Used rhymes for his madness
Fighting with his mind
To define his whole chapter

Against what they believe in
Cause when the odds ain't even
Gonna resort to Robbin' or killin, Stealing or thieving
Stop your brother from breathing

getting rich with my brothers, aye
I'm getting rich with my homies, uh
You capping that is baloney (That's cap)
Actin like yo ass is one of us
Somebody get

and leeks
Writing so much it feels like I haven't eaten in weeks
Dammit, these brothers still making beats
It's Fantasia how my body keeps responding

tea
Bitch, you should've listened
When I said I was in the kitchen
Cooking up these lyrics
And you're the fuckin' victim
Now don't ask for forgiveness

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to do , so I'm in the booth , ain't got no disguise I won't tell a lie every lyric I spit the truth , I just wanna go viral , be televised , get some