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[Host:]

Tonight I'm standing on highway 666

Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck



[Mr. Lil One]

Stimulated by the slow track, I think I

This the type'a shit that make
Ya head go bang
Bang bang to the wall poppin' out veins
Break a thang but it'll neva
Make the shit same too much I

To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungalows
Then switch to playin' ding dong ditch, when that gets
Old and too cold to hack it,

On this mic I get Filthy
All for the love of the hop
I stay hip too the hot
Get burned if you not updated
Black man,m black man
Keep going with yo plan

like Swarovski
Never needed swag, politics, or paparazzi
I'd rather knock a foxy chick
Pop Gestapo Nazis hot by proxy
I rhymed with the greatest emcees

you lying, yes I'm lying boo I'm up to something
Boy no it's late I got to go and now I'm huffing puffing
Her family love me, fuck her cousin and her

Politicians acting out they greedy visions
I'm a young black boy so I can speak about it
Where I'm repping from?
Yeah I'm repping Jos
Yeah my pockets

the finish line, you know we always winning
Black and white suits but this shit is made of linen
Got double Rs cause me and my homies always twinning
Hitting

16s with adrenaline
Standin in front of a crowd feeling like a million
I'm a southern game spitta
Big black nigga with dreads that hang low
A-R-K ANSAS

ain't never smoked nothin'
If you tryna stick around I might just show somethin'
Smoking "Black Afghan"
Hash oil in the joint that's some "Mac 10"
One

Dear Sir I Write This Note To You To Tell You Of My Plight
For At The Time Of Writing It I'm Not A Pretty Sight
My Body Is All Black And Blue, My

Tell me why we gotta go through this again
Well I guess that you've been
Talking to your friends
Cause you're accusing me of things
That I havent

alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel
Like

Sway this is a dream of mine
Before I even rhyme
I don't want to be defined by
These rhyme scheme of mine
They put me in a box labeled
"too ahead

nigga
PT Cruzer kicking it with HB
Riding thru D.C. black SUV
living like OG smoking on OG
Nigga I’m The president black house represent
DMV resident

throat me up she swallowed me
Damn she bad no honestly
When it come to sex
She'll be scratching up ya back
She a black belt to the tenth degree
She'll Look

no
I couldn't go
I knew in my heart
That you was
The one I had to hold
I was mad at myself
I had to know
But only time would tell
A year passed by
What

worlds only for us
It might be
You could go to sleep lemme handle it
Not for the weak way I'm standing In
I'm the type you never get a stand in for
Tried

vague image
Via craved mimic followed by
A plague of misery
I pity the fool that rhyme pitiful
Your contacts has no depth like kiddie pools
All your

up Its Cashin
Run It Up Its Dashin
Yea Yea
You Know I Got it baby


 Pull up to church in a Bentley
Right in the front
Parked right by the preacher
I

shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!

Chyba nie ma dla niego powietrza
Którego by nie przeleciał Air_France
Cuchnie jak się masz
A gdy mam odświeżacz to spray spray
Na każdy smród U
Mam spray

into town
To get some cash and threads and a double Greggs I’ve got this nailed down
I was parched and I couldn’t be arsed to go and wait for the train

And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)

If greatness was