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the holster, I ain't playing games
But got some lil' niggas who would do it, so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X'd out, tri-angle your nose
Pause

like we'd be fuckin' major?
I never meant to make you feel like I would underrate you
Got me sittin' by this table, I'm so unstable
Somewhere by

say have no space in my business
 
I Don’t give a fuck who the judge I kill you wit sentence and sentence and don’t get a sentence like 
 
Yeah Back

and you a, and you a
Rat, rat, rat

Now you got these niggas at the precent
Telling like it's decent
Snitching on a Monday get you
Buried by the weekend

The internet gonna hate me for this one
Whatever
Lights out

Toast to the days 
They all told me NO
They held me back
Wouldn't let me GO
The price I

Back in time, when days were old and little strange
Lived a man, who had no friends
Step by step, his loneliness  turned into rage
Knowingly, he set

(Dremore Banks) you just gotta hear my story
You just gotta understand before you
Say you hate me
You gotta read the book before
You judge the cover

so i sent it right back i bodied this track from front to back (Back)
Ayy 

Below Zero i got ice in my veins call me dLo 
Dont be playing with me boy i

The Knock (Drums of Death Pt. 2)

UNKLE

Psyence Fiction

1998

sound
Ounce by ounce and pound for pound
Got the shit that's out of bounds
The beat's on time and I hope you feel
Nice and complete like a happy meal

all got you
Then take what they want, and then go and crush you
Rape your soul, then demand that you get up and
(Smile!)
Adding the bodies on top

Jump

French Montana

Jungle Rules

2017

that four, running through limits
Fucking with your boy, man sky ain't the limit
Got Sky-Dweller on a G5 with the chemist, ah
I've been tweakin' off

You haven't called me late, babe, so soon You haven't called me, babe, before it's gone
You got me thinking, maybe by the winter You'll be back, but

never thought this could happen to me
You got me just where you want me baby
For your love I would do anything
Every night I'm a fool for your love

said face it, you ain't got what it takes
Hate to say it, but them dreams will just make
You wish you'd never left town to chase 'em
Well, whether I

was real… I guess the real in you died.
I ain’t gone judge cause I got flaws. 
Not like yall’s; you tore your draws. 
So when I don’t return your calls

You Talk Too Much

Run-D.M.C.

King of Rock

1985

took your tongue, I say you took it right back
Your mouth is so big, one bite could kill a Big Mac

You talk too much 
You never shut up
I said you

ain't no use
Got them goin' nowhere blues

Out the front around the corner
Martin Luther shines your shoes
He's preachin' justice and equality
I guess

You, your body looking right
I'm trying to fuck with you
You know what I wanna do
Let me hit it from the back
Let me hit it from the back
If you want

Street stories
Street stories
Don't judge a book by it's cover
Get out the streets if you love your mother
Them bullets go flllr flutter
You ion wanna die

One, two, three, four, five

I've got a spirit
Made out of sand
Sometimes it slips through my fingers
Back onto the beach
In some kind of lust

There's a tender song inside me

Only your sweet voice can play

I heard it once but it disappeared

On the day you went away



As time slipped by

I

trying to make some money baby let me use your A-D
It's a gleece world I make this money it don't make me
Been doing all these drugs got me moving real

they never come back
Yo my brain's infected
Even though your flow evaporated your mind's incarcerated so 
this goes out to all my people's locked down

That Girl [Album Version]

Jennifer Nettles

That Girl

2013

A friend gave me your number
To tell you watch your lover's tracks
See I always kind of liked you
So, I wanna have your back
There is a good chance