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on the bottle
Closet rockin' hella class
Celebrate accomplishments with bottles
Too many for a glass
So many successful albums
"Supernatural" got me trashed
But

talking Gambino (Woah
This ain't that
We know
Spit a sixteen by the kilo
Rappin below zero
I am not yo hero
Stop with all the subs
Before I emerge
And kill

tranquil
(I'm) getting shots - girl, I drank too, get these shots, every angle
John Lennon, Kurt Cobain too, living legend, you're a lame dude
You's a last

back to the greenhouse headquarters,
More albums on order,
More hard drives on order.

You dont have to worry cause Im comin
YEAH
I see your hammer, I

hoe with me and me
She just want a piece of me like I'm Little Caesar
Pull up on a bitch, I tell her I don't need her
Got me acting like I'm John Cena

jeopardize, revolver gon' never lie
Feelin high when I'm sober, realize I'm gettin older
By the seconds on the watch, bout three blunts in
Got wiser to these

Shit on You [A Cappella]

D12

Shit on You [US CD]

2000

the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see

an album, the next day, I had one less tooth
Shattered rules, I call it breaking news
N180 been assassinate the game like he was John Wilkes Booth I'm gone

Go
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Green light
This ain't John
This ain't 3 stacks
Hunnit stacks or more I need dat
Lemme see that

Christ's light brighter than high beams
To the eyes of the blind we provided them Visine
Regeneration was the major theme,
Of my first album, you helped

ride
And you know the cash app Niggas gon' slide
Too Many girls around me I need two wieners
Y'all niggas can't see me I'm Black John Cena
All black,

fuckin' hoes all fiends
This album gon' go hard praying platinum in this bitch, your bitch a whole ass whale Lookin' like moby dick, huh (Bitch)
Lets go,

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

and grab 'em
Like I'm John Cena, there ain't a Don cleaner
Heavy shoes to fill
I'm breakin' the concrete up
The biggest nigga in the yard again

Love back w(a)ords
Thats Deere(ear) John
Grass cut
Under grads
Ask where I'm at
First class plane of my dreams
Until my wings get clipped
And I'm back

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

Blümchenvergewaltigungssex
Ich halte die Stellung auch wenn alle neuen
Deutschen Rapper Welle machen
Mit Schnellfeuerwaffen
Ihr seid keine Drive-by-Shooter
In Deutschland

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks

Close to your heart like a necklace
In private events, Kevin Liles and John Gotti
Trey Songz and even Trey’s mom what a party
This the life that I’m livin

John Wick
Album on the way
Had to take my time
Cook it right
Cav the flick of the wrist
Don't stare too long
Might take your eye sight
You go blind

ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums

It later when I'm elderly
I thought by now, I'd stop rappin'
But I just made too much of
Profit off it to stop it, it has to happen
Got

you an expert. And if that's the case
By my count I'm right around a 100k
And nowhere close to even being done today
Catching sun rays. Like I'm

you crashing the whip
Laughin at hoes, taking fakerss to amateur flicks
While the Ill Bill albums kidnapping your kids

[Chorus � Ill Bill