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The Mic

MF Doom

Operation: Doomsday

1999

She was thirteen and good we had a hotter date
It was just a number she never told she was knocked up
By the end of the summer chick almost had me

in my rope now
I'm on a roll now
Got me doing shows now
And when my album drops, it's certified gold now
Woah now
My pockets on swoll now
Hold now

be in Russia
I'mma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mask

Wit' da limited edition classic
Rhymes

New Patek

Lil Uzi Vert

New Patek

2018

How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money

ngam' askiyi Pap and Vleis boss
You wanna be Ray Charles
To the fact that I still managed
To make niggas with no albums
With descent amount of cake dawg

es mit Musik?“
Ich antworte: „Geht so, bisher alles anstrengend
Und für mein Album habe ich noch kein einziges Lied“
Yo, dreißig Songskizzen auf dem

Alhamdulillah

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis

All We Got (US)

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

went bankrupt, album went gold quietly
Got out our contracts, happily free
Now it's D3, 2 On The Road and GG'z
We ain't regular M.C.'s, we prophet

went plat, Dip album went gold
Jay was on Bleek albums that's why his shit sold
Yo Bleek, don't play with me, I'm hard in Brooklyn
And why you keep

Album number two I'm dropping it out the blue
Saw dust on me I'm building another booth
Stretching in the morning I'm tryna preserve my youth
Coconut

J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer

Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été

Duffle bags (We secure)
We can tour(Fillup the world)
Hunnid bags (Full of Gold)
Move the mass (This ain't Trap)
Ke hip hop (Dawg)
I believe (That this)

shit somebody gon die
Fuck all that singing shit from the album im back to my old ways
A rapper wid the rolex convertable and gold chains
A rapper tryna

They said I wouldn’t make it then I later made it 
The album bouta take off cause I had to wait off
Imma spin around your ends we won the face off

Tone Gold absolutely exquisite eligibility ascent can't Beat it Unreal Fine Do IT 45 75 Six Thousand @ That Price expected Two Runs Off average We have 4

said I'm finna drop a album
Got a Lexus on these niggas, now they feeling really sour
I make money when I talk, or when I walk, it's by the hour
I been

in hazard lights

Oh I've been an asshole, a drunkard
A stupid motherfucker
Give me the gold medal for shame
Oh I've been foolish, and empty
The bad

by the second now
She look damn good in some rose gold
Scared to blow up cause of leech niggas
Do you got tickets for the Super Bowl
Ion got it
Man

you hell
And if anyone else wants it you can get it as well
I'm compelled, to write a fucking trilogy here
Three albums pure gold, you niggas still

this whole album in my bedroom closet
And I'm coming with the thump that can thump yo noggin
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know

Yea, four gold albums, one platinum plaque
Still shining i get my record hot
They tried to tell me keep grinding
Live in Miami
How I’m pposed to get some

me and angels don't get along
I'm handsome that's why she tryna take off her thongs
I dropped an album and said I'm gone till November
When these bands

on the album
To leaders upbringing and ultimately life's outcome assassinated for peacekeeping
And piece keeping by locking arms and bearing arms fought for

Portfolios on file my art stacked in a pile
Physical to digital samples to scratch
My art is like gold in the pot
Stirr with the drinking gourd a liquid