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Rap God, bitch they envy me (Woo, woo)
I'm way up out these rappers league (Woo, woo)
They say I'm just what hip-hop need (True, true)
Punchlines

me through
This spell outta hell hits me like a flu
Screw you
Screw you

I rather would die than meet you by two
Your spell outta hell hits me like

to scold me,
My brother only,
Missed him for 6 years,
so Im raised by his peers,
But I love my mama dear,
So I chose a career,
Now I travel often,
Condos,

a mace
Cuz I'm swinging, yeah I'm swinging I'm finding it kinda fun
Why would I do what others want me to? That would be dumb
Cuz the next time I see

Dean
If Tron say "fuck you"
You know I'm on Jimmy team count money
Why I see fame? Feel like Slimmy B
Hunnid ARs
Hunnid Glocks with 'bout fifty beams

This album is dedicated to L.A
And everybody who helped me get home
Every step of the way
Uh, yeah

I was homeless walking Century off an ounce

and jumpin
That ass it bounce and jumpin
Heard you whispering bout me, guess y’all want the quiet smoke
All good y’all just keep on talking only time before I

hot
And she be singing yeah Youngboy, yeah just give me a Lil Top
And we be sipping on that liquor we get high up like the stars
I've been steady losing

Won't Stop

Copywrite

Eastern Conference All-Stars, Vol. 3

2002

on everybody's mix tape
Now for your album you're left with shit you wrote in sixth grade
That's why I don't rhyme on mix tapes
I mix hate and science and spit

of the world turned me to a grown up
I’m watching time go by like a meter man
Wishing I never had to grow up like Peter Pan
Cause now I live the life of a grown

[Verse]

Awaken me to the fall of a man
Rise of a beast
Head legs and feet
Animated by a little electricity
Judge with your eyes but neglect what you

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

grabbed him by the coat

[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that

[ Slug ]

ruin a fling, muhfuckas
Removing my dreams by all means my life ain’t keen
You the type to take pics dressed ya as a fiend
I bump fiend first album track

in the house
fuck that muthafuckin bullshit

my father abandoned me, my mother couldn't handle me
thats why i made ill mater of my family
nigga you

this inspiration for a couple songs
That fulfill me and might be bringing me clout (Why)
Cause I don't care, end of day
I would do a lot but life ain't

August Was a Heavy Month

Bob Geldof

Deep in the Heart of Nowhere

1986

I'll take another photograph
Before the old one fades
It reminds me of those things that past
And quickly passed away
But it comes on in the early

Back Where I've Stayed

Choclair

Flagrant

2003

to the Bahamas
Two first class seats, me and hot mama
Two weeks then, back to greenhouse headquarters
More albums on orda'
More hard drives on orda'
Back

Strictly This Game

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

sponsered by Nike
All this hype be surroundin me
And I heard that on the block that you was clowin me, sayin
You ain't my homie to be a cold day in hell

Lincoln Apts.

Nick Grant

Dreamin' Out Loud

2018

that's in prison
Even though if he ain't innocent, love is letting go
Love is staying with me when I'm low
Love is god, love is faith, fall in love with

before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type

these beautiful women follow
Wherever I go
Million dollar deals on the table
Just a couple years ago
I couldn’t pay for cable
Growing up surrounded by

most my favorite albums had covers by Pen & Pixel
My pops had that 5.0, no tinted windows
Swear i used to rock Geneva's with pride, til Pimp had dissed

today
Huh!
Yuh
Most days I feel like the bad guy (Bad guy)
Superbad beat the devil by a landslide
(Huh!)
Leave a hand unshook
Josh these hearts since mine

stopping (Never stop)
By stopping I mean weekly music not music together (Yeah)
I'll focus on my albums I be working through the weather (Hot)
The storm is