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Make Way for Ducklings

MC Lars

Radio Pet Fencing

2004

went straight to college. 

Well Tom?s a pop culture primate with the IQ of a fetus, 
Social IQ twenty-five; you know that I mean this. 
Between his

Jingle Bells
Original Music and Lyrics by James Lord Pierpont
Additional Music and New Lyrics by Peter Link

Dashing through the snow
In a one

I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s 
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose 
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t

a screw
It's owned by StateFarm crew
Maybe I'm kidding you
Trust me, it's not that bad
Finished product, I'm glad
From sticking to the script
To then making

fifteen on a Audi truck, ain't really want the scat
Bob the build her a Brazilian, then made her take it back
20 millimeter Cuban link, I wish you'd try

just gotta win
I got some stories to tell
My head is swell
Been doing too well
Been Saved by the bell
Screech!
These are the wheels
I handled my cards

been wavy all season
I'm sittin on chicken like adobo
Work got me smellin just like a hobo
Yet a nigga fresh to death feelin immortal

(YUH)

I fell off

Me and Tom, back and forth
We've been goin' at it
And we ain't all there
Upstairs like an attic
Rappers all addicts it don't
Add up mathematics i

This not a movie but I'm surrounded by characters
Season 1 we breakin up by season 3 prolly marry ya
Fuck around and get recast now all the shorties

I'm on go, PS VITA
In her walls, I beat it Blackpink, Lisa
"Twilight princess", bet I won't go "Link" her
Fendi lingerie a real fashionista
Nina

Ohkeedoke

Boot Camp Clik

For the People

1997

now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin'

CHORUS:
[Starang]:Now in the back of my mind, yo I really do hope
[Tek]:that motherfuckers out here

Blue Laces 2

Nipsey Hussle

Victory Lap

2018

I'ma teach myself
Made my first mil' on my own, I don't need your help
All black Tom Ford, it's a special evening
City council meeting, they got

committed
Love the way you talk to me you so gifted
Just tryna chill let me keep it funky wit you
I don't know love bob and weave that's the issue
I can't lie

going up

Weed by the pound we gonna roll it up

She seen my pockets she notice

The streets told me I am the chosen on
(Streets said that I am the chosen

Cheer Up, It Might Never Happen

Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine

Post Historic Monsters

1994

Cheer up, it might never happen
Drive-by shootings on the streets of Clapham
Jackboots booting right across the map
And daddy's gone 'a looking

but man I'm in love 
Met this mommy and she took my heart 
I'll do anything just playing my part 
I'm in the process of building us up 
Bob

you know us, you not familiar
Load the coal, I'm tryna grill ya
Like a pack, tryna seal ya
I be really with the killers
Fix this shit bob the builder

on the team 
But he could scramble round, maneuver quick and bob

And I dreamt that I could play like him
I practiced in the backyard but the chances of that

Beezy that nigga, e'rry bad bitch dream
Fuck that ho, my sneaky link a AR-15 (that's the only thing I need)
Nigga ran up on it, he got Shmurda'd like he

Werewolves in the night
Like the midnight gospel
My landscape hostile
Fueled by fossils
I don't trust no one
Who met me for nostril
A nine-five

shit
Man on a mission to put on the niggas that stuck 
By my side when I just wasn't feeling it
Shit's really crazy, I'm after it daily like ok! 
I'm OJ,

skirt
It's obvious she acknowledge my
Prowess with the rhymes
Shotgun flows'll break the link
Between your spine
I was chosen so it's faith I'd
Be

is full singers 
Not enough spittas 
Tired of these sad sound cloud N***a 
I don't want yo link N***a
I don't want yo link N***a 
Fuck her cuz I

the money
Now the shit u say cant get a coin for it
U don't know who u are 
I know some nigga in the D that tell me I ain't off by the far
And what they do