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a clock, but I punch a clown Smashing in your parents' crib, don't make a fucking sound
King of New York, I don't want the crown Ask whoever the king is by

hits so I take shots like a BAR, and when I got that ball, I'm Abdul Jabbar, Ima STAR, I stand here and I take shots at Mars,.. always gotta take

keepin to myself that bitch she got me like police 
You be confusing in the sheets 
I'm steady cruising in the streets
By 22 I'm in the Grammys platinum

view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule 
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional 
Ten toes down to move

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

a leak
Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
Then her brother stepped up, she

my first album to be a little bit of everything
Tempo's created and in rhythm alone
A vibrational
"Temple" pull that attaches your soul "Our

wanna, I don't wanna

I ain't tryna go back to where I came from
Hit the block and double back, choppa spray them
And you know that I stay with it (with

them lyrics more than toys that I would play with
Till I hit a curse he told me don't let mama hear you say it
Look at me, look at me, my pops a G
And I

for saying I want more to hold for
Cause my respect has been due time
I ain't even really hit my prime
I just murder shit like it's a damn crime
I think

Underground?

Esau

The Debut Album: The Farewell Tour

2000

[Esau]
All these kids today screaming underground, do they know what it means
To make 7 albums, work everyday and go hungry just to chase your dreams

known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him

"Dad you ain't hit"
I gotta say it, Tory ain't do that shit
She let me hit it once, now that bitch sis
Don't need no gun, bitch, I'm good with my fists

FDB [Remix]

Young Dro

FDB

the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no

and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just

and they gotta reach for the arrows
They all wanna see me be deceased in the gallows
But they're owned by a rapper, call 'em Yeezy apparel
We've hit

Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said

But either way it goes I know that you will not forget me

Ohh shit here we go now
Bout to grab the keys hit the gas i'm on the road now 
Take a fuckin

Verse


They don’t know 
The rules

Bad bitches lit 
Be by
The pool

Now they up 
In the room

Smoking gas

Hiding 
The fume
Wit perfume 

I need yo

wasted and call up my ex (she's ugly)
Nah
All the options are wrecked (totally)
I better hit the studio
And record something in fact
I'm dropping the album

I really didn’t have no direction for this song 
Like really
Really the album was finished
I just saw this beat heard this beat, whatever 
And I got

he is?
Kevin Crowley?  Marshall Mathers of the future?
I wish to shake his hand one day and tell Eminem
That his second album single-handedly

it
The world was my belt
I took each blow hit
I pleaded for some help
But never showed it
I thought they'd say oh well
That I'd blow it

Trapped inside

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

dávam hit, nehovorím nič
Za mňa vraví môj právnik Keanu Reeves
Young GOAT, Polo G, stiahnem okno počuť krík
Chlapci chceli by sa biť, hey boy, nechoď