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Sometimes I'd even tell myself this mistake still happened
What happened?
Depression fucked me so hard
Buried three loved ones
Trauma made me so strong
Life

Getting mixed up in it
Got my fix, but never fixed, so shit
What if I miss my way
To give you the gist of it
I'd be remiss
If I didn't at least complete my

Genocide
Ain't get up in the whip
I knew you'd never ride (huh)

1 - 2 - 1 -2
And if I buss a beat
It's a want to want to
If you ain't have to sin
Would you

I appeal like Vicodin
I’m a nuisance, I recite mines
Minus the strip down method, Take One
If I ain’t rhyme, then I’d probably Slang-A-Ton, Pace One

out
Throwing it deeper Dan fly outs
Holding it down send la whoadie nem dem round
To la Ro n round by the side house
Police surrounded like lower

and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen

Thratt 187 its a homicide
She said Buks scroll up and buy my premium
I told her stream the album hoe..this gas I'm kickin premium
Mommy that's the rapper

I'd love to see caught 'em by surprise just know the bell is ringing peacefully
No lacking on the decency I
I never follow trends if it's important it

been sent this way by you
What am I
What am I supposed to do

Time is passing
Got me thinking
Should've left my phone at home
So I'd be in this moment

The Grand Finalé

The D.O.C.

No One Can Do It Better

1989

.O.C.
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it

[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by

Ghetto Symphony

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's

et d're-biès comme Marc en vrai 
Même sans C j'fais des jokes débiles j'suis con sans trait 
Fais péter les cuivres et même un peu d'cowbell
Voix de

et d're-biès comme Marc en vrai 
Même sans C j'fais des jokes débiles j'suis con sans trait 
Fais pêter les cuivres et même un peu d'cowbell
Voix de

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal [Clean]

1999

[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}]
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down)

j'm'incline, tous les vrais sont vaincus
Aucune balle n'est perdue
Même logée dans ton cul

Délit d'fuite sur ça! Drive by sur ça!
Tise et fume sur ça! Ça sniffe

commit to what you said
Never thought that I’d wish I was dead
Now I’m haunted by the voices in my—

Otherwise they’d be one person
I am one person, and I

bumpin Ghetto D by P and C and the Shock kid
Cuz most of what's on the radio today is just dog shit
My shit is so cited, I pressed it in braille
Got Helen

and all my fans are feelin it
Bitch got a bad habit, go away with the next I'm cool with it
Back on the grind or back on the mic put that album on repeat

went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing

it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In

lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't

mixtapes with features
Better than your album
Bounce Master with the Street Sweeper
For you heat seekers and them double
D cup ladies and IG divas
My mixtape

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?

beaux-parleurs
Ma carrière est à s'envolement
1... 2 nouveau commandant, j'ai pris le vaisseau
Mon style et mon flow mon fusil d'assaut
A dey New katika j'ai awash