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Man U Luv Ta Hate

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

to take us back (Yep)
So you got your and I got mine, so why do you whine about my grind ?
Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
Boy get

Is This the End?

Carl Thomas

No Way Out

1997

Cause even though I'm blessed in my flesh
It all came down to a test
A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest
Now I'm caught up in the mix

lines b**** think they all went to your head
Don’t start it but I end it b**** you probably end up dead
All I’m trying to do is keep is my cool, don’t get

the weight of the world on my shoulders don't know how I ain't dropped
More time I just focus on you cause I know that my struggle and pain will stop
I know

waist yeah
Tell the hoes dont play yeah
And I put on the chrome hearts chains, mix it with Bape yeah
Tryna put all my boys on the map, that be my gang

Anything Goes

R. Kelly

Buffet [Bonus Tracks]

2015

(Beach)
(Oh oh)

Hey 
You baddest in your city I'm the realest in my city (oh yeah)
All my home boys rich all your home girls pretty (all your

daughters so different it triggers your father's suspicion
Dont put me in an awkward position, where I have to slaughter your partner and children
Smarter

Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get

but I don't make sense
Cause one day it's put the knives down
Or put the peace signs up
The next day I'm at your home instead
All for my pride

Shot one time he got put in the can
You with 30 give a fuck 'bout your man
Don't care about your Uzi my guns from Iran
You get paid by the dollar I get

If they don't rat you out for four, they'll do it for five
When you're money is booming say Boom-Bala
Don't talk on man, check your balance
I'm always

and now they sleep on my floor
The cold shoulder, ho, pick up the phone
I just wanna, wanna, wanna talk
Wanna talk to you
What are you afraid of, pussy?

my talk and show you niggas I'm ready for action
Put a red dot on your head like a hindu
You play with my name, I might blast it
It's gon' be way more

don't go for that hoe shit around here
Can't be scared on my streets
They will bust your head on my streets
If you want beef then (if you want beef

morning
Today is a wonderful day (today)

A pussy boy better not play (today)
I'm bringing them racks out the bank 
Put ten racks on top of your head

gang, just ask or Google them (what?)
Don't talk to me about your opps unless you came from shootin' at them (ho)
I'm clutchin' my bump stock in

'bout to take off so just watch the way you talk
They been showin' fake love, I'm alone in my head
If you see me sippin' soda, dirty mix, no friends
I

everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you

of these n****s is peons
Mad cause I'm covered in Freon, yeah
I know my future too neon
Don't need a shoulder to lean on
I been alone for some eons
Give me

grace
Talk money 'fore you funny put you on a stage
Tomato face baby got red on your face
I see a laughing stock and you can't get paid
Got my flyers

be shy, or prolly he just kept it on the low
That should be 08' 09' or thereabout
Change the topic
That is something I don't talk about
And my momma

my mind and stay in focus
I told bro lets get high like that
Put a score on the zoot
And get fried like that
I don't know how to feel about love like

Tron Cat

Tyler, the Creator

Goblin [Deluxe Version]

2011

pouring out a teacup
Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leeches
Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker
Jeeper

I put that on everything, on my clique
Let me get a couple drinks in my system I go put it down on your bitch
Oh man, I've been putting on for my