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The Resistance

Drake

Thank Me Later

2010

time for camera time?
Will I blow all of this money baby, hammer time?
Yeah, I just need some closure
Ain't no turning back for me, I'm in it 'til

Paystyle

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

bein great
It all started back when I was sellin tapes
in eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up
Waitin still waitin just to blow on up
And when it

y'all niggas is scared of me
And why the big dogs never wanted to play fair with me
'Cause I leave blood wherever I go, wherever I flow
Wherever I blow

Come to Me

Diddy

Press Play

2006

at the carats
I buck clean about in a Phantom
The people go screaming like an opera anthem
I did it before, do it again
I got it to blow, got it to spin
Lies

and the kid, I've been a daddy all my life
No 'dro, we gon' blow that alley all day, say what
Act stupid, we gon' it crackin' here tonight
Greasin', Meen'

Pull and ( what ) glock start tweakin'
(Oh my god)
Most of these niggas don't know it
So I just hated to show it
I got them racks and I blow it
I got

I want number one as if I am the flash
Then I'm like a volcano I blow them up
I go blow all the hate that they wish on us
Water dripping, not the ice

Tony Romo (Tony Romo)
12 ridin' by takin' photos (skrrt)
I'm tryna stack some change (stack some change)
Stack it up, watch how your dough blow (dough

spiritual
Know I'm fit for the spiracle, niggas know it they fear it though
Tryna blow up empirical, spittin' heat and its searing glow
Tryna get it winnin'

I'm high as hell chilling
And since ain't nobody
I'ma go ahead and kill it
I'm tied to the rhythm, my soul in the beat
More shows and more seats, blow

with bands i swear it started from the roots
We got 45s and 38s we gone blow them hoes like flutes
When I was young I saw my momma hiding dope inside her

they censor the dope
But i just had a premonition that i'm destined to blow

I want the bread, i'm on a mission, got the vest and the scope
I'm on they

red, runnin', her fingers all in my beard
I let the smoke blow in my dreads, I don't play about my kids
I don't wanna live around here, all the old bros

that I must blow up, supernova
This shit ain't over till I say it's fucking over
This shit ain't over till I say it's fucking over
I know that

be my glee, my glee, my glee
If you my bro, big bro that's J or T
I'm praying for you cause I know that you're praying for me
And if I go blow, just

em up
Pocket toaster huh
Please don't chalk em up
Pocket toaster huh
In that rover huh
I blow doja huh
I eat that cat huh
Got that mac huh
I got raps

Down like the plane that held Aaliyah
First time I ran to the pharcyde
And met my dealer
I learned
The art of bars that whipped harder than a seizure
I

They treat me like royalties
Do what I’m told
Then I’m going
Back to the streets
Said I would blow waiting for opportunities
Said I would blow waiting

you ask your mom for a juice
Cuz she working everyday just to blow it on you
I felt bad when I realized all the stuff that she do
Seven kids set

Homie why you acting like a hoe
Know that imma ride for you either way it go
I be stressin Mother Nature for some time
It's a huge rap ladder can't

stupid
Sacrifice first time I blow from the ground
No industry plan I'm creatin' my sound
Can't copy flows If my flow's not around
I don't mean I'm leavin'

at a show with y'all singing in the front row
But who really gonna show up?
And who's gonna wait till I blow up?
"Hold up, Do you really think you're gonna go

song and ask me to act strong
But stress is buildin up Imma blow
It's time for you Joe to go solo
(Malique)
Yo sorry bro I'm back and guess what ?
Well

'til the world blow, bitch
I'm still me huh, this the real me
(They don't feel me, though, haha)

Dog Shit Militia, them my babies
Know I got 'em it was