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her juicy lips
Legs around my neck, being fed loving every bit
cin't no tapping out, calling out, you can never quit
Imma hold you down, while I drown,

Excedrin
Oh my head hurt worst now
I heard y’all ya flows not versatile
Ya verses ain’t workin out, my niggas stay working out
And get the weight off, y’all

mean I’m Hellen the Keller
Nelson Mandela
Ima killer
With my head in the cellar
Walk with the fella
Ima show you everything they ain’t telling
Out of my

I got dates to fund
Lets hit the city, did it more than once
Girl you get me high no facing blunts
But you by my side look what we become
On standby

Rags to Riches

Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes

Supernova [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2001

with you in this paper chase
Rags to riches all up in your face

[Chorus]

I remember sellin' weed
Can't believe that I was poisonin' my folk
Now

manatees
Than go all out, and show my humanity
What do I say to Phil?
I feel like I'm in a track race
On a Hamster Wheel
And anytime I set place
I'm in

you, Pokémon
Lower your brightness
I can out write you, with my arthritis
And I ain’t even write this
I gotta copyright this
Why you niggas always acting

on both coasts, gettin' ate up by the seagulls, now
You out for the season, J-Ro is the reason you freezin'
in the cold Sneezin' while I'm takin' pictures

the beats that make you say “Hit It” 

[Verse 3]
I'm the best one out now, so what you saying yo?
I thought you was my friend so what's the dealio?
If you

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

What you want to be clutchin'?
Anything, you need it, I got you, my nigga, it's nothin'
Anything I've done for you was out the heart of a lion
Sippin'

your pockets and get shot by cops
And people rot in jail for smoking weed, man what the fuck!?
Do you see it now?
Why I don't need help?
Because I'm so

the road map horseback
Bumping D'DAT killing the track you can feel the soul clap
Throwing away my fears knowing I make it here
We gonna take it there I'm

out
Spit it our clean
A momma's boy without a momma
Got my bloodline, Ariana
None of my favs ever get plays on the radio 
So I don't care I can drop

With that seratonin drip 
Coming out the tip
That’s the preroll 
Eyes wide open
The entrance to my soul
So get in me
Stuff my pasta
You must of lost

this shit at me?
Oh shit look at the clock
It's time for me to knock you out and
Flip a coin to heads so I can knock you out properly
With my fist

I'm

the criticism aside get on a track say what the fuck you wanna say
The radios gonna play whatever the listeners say it should
And I want the listeners say they

and mollz with a shmole to get my head sideways
Equip the mask and blade and put my target into some jigsaw squid games
I dont give a fuck and im lose out my

and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,

already decided was my fate
Damn, you people really make it lame
Get together premised all in shame
Present Tense was strong to enough to state
Fuck you

until my dad livin'
Like he cashed a bounty
And my mom can't keep track of house keys
'98 I came out of the box
Thinkin' outside the box
Supply them

look down) ah
(Don't look down)
(Don't look down)

I can't hide my tears, I dry my eyes and more come out
I can't lie, my fear is suicide, not bank

you think you can hang"
"I'm out for dead fucking
Presidents to represent me"
"yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do
My

off like a super ghost, kamikaze attack
Hold it down for the underground
And down for the family
Step into my path, then you end up a casualty
Step out