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Skeletons in the closet rattlin'
Reminding me of everything I did

Big or small things, depression doesn't care
We'll blow it up out of fuckin'

my seventeen-year-old mind all alone
Keep your drawers on, girl, it ain't worth the fight
By the time you drop them I'll be gone
And you'll be right

lock and I load
"Pop Shit" explode
Dot, Big Sean, Electron', feel like I gotta "Control"
My music connect with the people
Just bridgin' like the top

I'm kinda fucked up since my momma died
 Can't decide right from wrong, nights too long
 Seem like Big Ruck have a fight with Sean
 It's like you'll

Ain't Sayin' Nothin'

Fat Joe

The Elephant in the Room [Clean]

2008

flyer than a eagle, hood like a regal
She make my deposit, my closet is fresh segal

I rain terror, yes I rain terror
Put my name on ya mind my style

I only have one pair of shoes
Held together by cyanoacrylate glue
Not a shirt in my closet looks unworn
They're shorn and torn and make me look

Carried by the ocean drowning in my own sin

Raft made of anger paddles slowly sinking in
To the bottom of the trenches where my feelings have hid
It's

Datz Me

YoungBloodZ

The Best of YoungBloodZ: Still Grippin' tha Grain

2006

hennessey, my clothes smell like weed
Atl & tennessee, I'm right up the street
In the club where the thugs be, it be hard to breathe
Sean paul said we gon'

the lense
Of my third eye cause I know I needed that 6th sense 

My signal blinking towards a turn of events
Imma do some big ambitious shit with my existence

Him still a move weight cross the border 
Contraband by the loads 
And when the fiends pre order 
He doesn't ship by a boat
Dem say him too out

in a pool
Hit your girl with a spy-2
Like my nut come in a meg
Fuck with people who got my back
You can say I'm coming back
Jhene Aiko Big Sean cover

We gon talk about the policy
Imma break the game down
And give it to you logically
A nigga get gettin' money now
Fuck it they can hate
Big blunts

If I catch you biting you know imma pop shit
I ain't got a problem
I just got some bones in my closet

Like my bank account got all my deposits
Put it

got more racks than you (hot)
This hook off top got my Juul in my hand
Fendi belt and Chrome Hearts on my pants
And my closet filled with a whole lot

flick my Bic lighter
loose screws, nuts and bolts broken too
get broke in two, multiplied by whatever's in my minds eyes
kamikaze screaming bonsai

fresh than your stylist 
I know what’s best for your body, oh

Big dawg Nigga , go gorilla fucked her right in some Bape 
The closet got margiela’s I got

Big Don
Body smoking like a bong
way I'm eating up the greens
Got me bussin out the thong
In my, Big tee
Like I'm rocking sean John
Feel like diddy

This is full discretion, I am only honest
You saying you're real but you hiding in the closet
This is your discretion, why you not honest
You talking big

big bills, I could kill for a 50, yeah

Counting change and my time left, haven't died yet
Who would've thought that I'd literally die next
Food for

Don't go back there there's
Nothing but butterflies in
My stomach and birds in my brain
I hope that's not a big deal
I can't control, can't control

I'm sippin' a Sprite ain't stop at no light
Winnin' the prize ain't taxin' no fine
Rap wit my slime it's the time of the night
Srussy no crime he

Running with you is fun
My heart’s jumping up and down
I feel good I feel strong
Just need you by my side
We can rule the world, honey boo
Take my

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup 'cause, it's going down
East side yeah, your boy sean p, nelly, pimp see, aye

my paint too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch

F You Too

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

go up on they own

Wit a stash box compartment for a handgun
That make holes the size of peep holes, on apartment doors
My closet look like