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ya, ya
Mafia, mafia, mafi ya, ya)

Glock 9's, Tech 9's, any kinda gun bitch
Evergreen gats have got these cowards
On the run bitch kill 'em like they

I'm a star, cuz I made it
I'm rich and I'm famous
Donald Trump said grab 'em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab 'em by the (meow)

Yeah baby i'm

Neon flickers, circuits hum
In this chrome world, I'm just a sum
Of flesh and tech, a hybrid soul
Navigatin' this concrete bowl

Datajack in,

pounds 'n I'm out
I want P, you can keep the clout
Way too gobby getting boxed in the mouth
Noddy still got a shotty with the spouse
All I want's

don't make me come apply duh presshuh
I'm clock'n in put'n work in double time
Fuck time and uh half multiply by eight or nine
Eighty-nine that's uh hell

a tech nine
Nigga talm bout he gone wreck mine
Bitch i'm too hard like a erectile
Pause like a muh-fucking time out
Court-side on camera when time out
They

on les casses
On les plies,on les froissent
Peur de personne, on n'fait pas de prise de judo
Le 9 leur fait peur
J'marche avec le métaux
Fait bour azot la

The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

Hank Snow

Tales of the Yukon

the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,

Creepin thru The PST On Ds
Got my strap I know that vatos want these
Soon as I set it - seems I got sweated by a homie wit a tek 9 tryn to take mine

and Uzi twins
Yeah uOuO
OuOuO
Bitch I'm back in
I can tell she phil a nigga by the way she acting
Scuse me how you doing
Got her wet off the accent
I'm from

She got betty white
She a thot
Only need her for the night
Mix the hi-tech
We don't sip no miller light
On the 401
I'm speeding how i like
Rx

Lord, what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around, and the poor old dog was drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover

Where were you when u was down on my dick
Where were you when I was broke n ain't have shit
Now I'm on shit n I'm up
Got u niggas sick kuz U stuck

My Hood to Your Hood

Memphis Bleek

Icon

2016

Smash and scrape scrape
Stash and break cake
You can feel the steel
Get cut or bust down
Front on tech ball
Smith and Wesson like Buck Town

I'm in

Clock on the Wall

The Guess Who

Shakin' All Over/Hey Ho/It's Time

2003

alive

I look at the clock, it says twenty-to-nine
I gotta meet my girl on time
She puts me down and then, by twenty-to-ten
I'm out drinkin' again

by its cover
Don't try to hate me off a glimpse
I was getting illegal money, but lately I'm legit
Talk so much shit, I need a bedpan
Sweet as hell,

(Intro)
My stereo Is broken.
I can’t hear any songs.
My tech says everything’s alright.
But I’m off target.

(Chorus)
What do I do?
Do I move left?

(Intro)
My stereo Is broken.
I can’t hear any songs.
My tech says everything’s alright.
But I’m off target.

(Chorus)
What do I do?
Do I move left?

This one right here goes out to
All the tech bros at this school who
Revere multibillionaires and shit and
Ahh
Fuck it
Ooh, little computer man
Tell

with that stupid shit she be like you tried it
Nail tech on deck, MUc worth a check
Definition of a bad bitch - she can do it all by herself

Getting

Akihabara's neon glow, my otaku home
Twenty, pregnant, and proud, I'm in the zone
Manga pages turn, as my belly grows
In this electric town, my

Bouquet for a Siren

Sebadoh

Bubble & Scrape

1993

I'm hiding nine wives, close my eyes
Valiant, like a god I fly
Merry-go-round, window-speak
Working only for luxury
Married to failure, dulled by

'n slide going silly
I do not flex with the tech, that's stress
Gotta protect lotta checks, digress
Hop off a jet, in some sweats, I guess
Helluva

Can you explain to me why
We always fight
I got double C on me Number (N)ine
And I don't do no lines
I take my time and it takes too long
Can you let