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pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

You got talent
You got everything i want
And you got everything i need
But most of all its the fact that
You got balance
You mix the good with

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

shit you fucking play when you about to make it legendary status
Fuck with me and you might boost your social status
I'm the only rapper in my state

shit you fucking play when you about to make it legendary status
Fuck with me and you might boost your social status
I'm the only rapper in my state

Outro

Meek Mill

DC4

2016

the stick nigga eject
Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems
Why you think I really went about bought more choppers
Mo money, mo money only bringing

sepia-toned
And record players were something
You were keeping your home
Yo, the traveler, the meaning of Tariq was known
The exemplary performance,

Drips To Water

don't talk about my volume, I stays turnt up, total devestator, to the drip accumulator
calculate the science, don't be blinded by

that you're not hopelessly tethered
It's something like a meaningless pursuit (Pursuit)
It ain't gotta be necessarily cute
But you want something that

Matter fact, no, I take that back
See I don't play with real legends
Of rap like you do and I'm crucial
Concealed by real Crips and Soowoos
And they shoot

done blew it, I made it, my mindset is jaded
These demons conceited, deep down insulated
N say what you mean, it brings level to it
By it, I mean

anything you talk about
You don’t mix and you don’t mingle
You don’t par with dirty bungle
Cause you know that birds of a feather
They will flock together

a glock round (Glock round)
Early mor mor don dey think about my being rich
And if you no dey fuck
Get up out my crib bitch
I don be bad boy since like

who's shooting last

I don't like no body
I've been by myself in the hotel lobby
If you tryna slide I'm on the top floor shawty
Dancing with my demons in

Daddy's wine
A whole lotta game
A lotta take your time
Mix it all together
That's how you get a
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss

do it by ya self

Top down, crusin' when I ride through (When I ride through)
When I ride thru, need something to vibe to (Need something to vibe to)

we call reality 
Mimicry isn't mastery 
Don't fall victim to flattery 
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball 
You couldn't

"Hi, my name is Arthur and I quit!"

Chickenshit!

"You know he said something about a
Taking a feather home for his
Wife, you know for a hat
That

Let me tell you a story, from a long time ago[00:17.79]About a strapping young fella, and his voyage with his love[00:22.18]This man was no captain,

Trash Day

Weird Al Yankovic

Poodle Hat

2003

to get that stuff of the kitchen floor (oh)
Is that too much to ask you for (oh)
But I see no reason why, I can't let a few more weeks go by (uh uh)

slip n say something
We knock you off track like bad lace fronts
Always dreading shit like, Jamicans 
Boii don't got not problems 
Mama solve em while he

Violators

Busta Rhymes

Violator: The Album

1999

, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over

[Sonja

a vessel
Bad visions in my window cant enter my fucken temple
....Pedal to the the medal b42 the fucken rebel
Let you know right now you won't be remembered

Yeah, ayo, yo[00:19.92]I would like to thank the listener (That's you!)[00:22.33]"For what?" For listenin' to this little album[00:24.90]A work