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and stare
The waiters make wise cracks behind my back
(I'm on the outside)

Teachers there in school
They flunked me by the rule
They say I had no motivation,

Please pay attention while I set my standards
Just got to the table but I'll mind my manners
Getting food from the greats saying grace to Mather's

Turning necks while walking by got a herd of hoes with biggest racks
You be skkrrting tires every track I make your bitches squirt
Making them undress my

where can I get drugs
Every time that sun creeps through my window, I could just dance and have a ball
We got the same twenty-four hours, don't really

on drink
Big softie killing um softly
Probably not so tough by his lonesome
Cigarette smoke up my nose
Whiskey breath they smelled when I spoke
Tempt me with

Short Summer

Joe Budden

2187 Hood Radio 47

2011

mad, Mel Gibson
So death to all the bullshit by any means
Kill em all, hang em from the ceilin using skinny jeans
For aspiring rappers that want

Hang 'Em High

Sadat X

Wild Cowboys

1996

your head wide open 
Hopin  to spot  a chip in this frame 
I lived and died by the burnin flame 
Of the OK Corral  Cowboy style 
From the Quarters

Jay that's my nigga I know he going ride
If I call up lil Mel then I know he going
It's about to get scary so I know they going hide
My flow is so clean

Holding up the sun
Telling me since ye high
You better learn to run
Running from my problems
Never solved shit
Really it just caused it
And still I got

away
Hey by the way, who even killed JFK

This is my shit
Yeah this shit is lit
These bars I omit
Come out so legit
Fly like an airplane
I'm in

Rumble

Southern Avenue

Southern Avenue

2017

Came home late 'bout 3 in the morning
Tennessee whiskey
Intuition got me in my crazy zone
Hard headed sin, I got my pressure boilin'

Came

e Chicoria incastrati
In front of the giudice freestyle amplificati
I stolen Rolex fasulli, babbuz fanciulli
I rap terza media plus my man Ciccio

been writin in my feelings
I've been walkin on the ceiling, body crossed but not from healing
Poppin tylenol and whiskey just for buzz but not for

done yet
Church is in session
Sit, receive this blessing
God complex got me hype bet
Getting in strife, yep
Making them want to bite my pet
Every dog has

and call it a fucking raven's nest

They say to make waves

It pays to be the wildest

At the unit they got their way by being childish

Grown men arguing

you failed in school 'cause you ain't got class I oop
Ayy, what cums from my tongue, will beat on these
Pussies I fill up on whiskey and then I get

compete
Loving on your body we’re kissing gripping ya cheeks
Sipping on a whiskey by sandy shores on the beach
Taking mental pictures cause girl you’re

theirs till the end of theirs
So you gotta prove it
while you got the shot
Don't be at my wake when I'm not awake
Cause I promise at that point I'll be

negropops what I'm screaming
Not my fault that u got left bleeding
Only one time I didn't save you from getting fucked up
But now, don't care if the mandem

can't spit it
He mad cause he ain't hitting
The girl that I got in my car right now while I'm lane switching
J brought me an eighth of shrooms
That shit

all reliant
Cuz I got faith where my brothers going
When the times get tough true colors showing
Better Take your shot when the jumpers open
We not

the streets
I came to freeze the rumors I retired
The temperature has risen they believe I'm The Messiah
I'm torturing my demons got them screaming like Mariah

She said, "There are things about you I don't really understand."
I am drinking in the afternoon, got whiskey on my breath.
And as I walk through

ball, I don't want no damn degree
Shit hurt, I'm drinkin' whiskey but not in Tennessee
Gangsta to the core but sometimes I need a hug
Hate how when life