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Before I check the mic (check, check, one, two)
I give it an extra swipe with a Lysol disinfectant wipe (good evening)
Coronavirus in effect

Good news
So much money on mind
So I hit the Crap table guess What a Nigga didn't lose
All bills paid and I ain't got to hit A lick
And my album bout

hit the Lotto
Slum to the dirt, boy, livin' by the motto
Catfish Billy trappin' out the Amoco
Rebel, I'm a rebel like David Allan Coe
Chicken in

I'm doing it for me
This time around we coming for everything
Shit hit different when you got it out the streets
You can be here, then gone by next

(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need

Ah
The Butcher comin', nigga
You know, niggas be talkin' like this shit overnight
I spent 'bout two thousand nights in the cells
So I'm like,

either rap or you go to the league
Shoutout to 2 Chainz for inspiring me
To get back on my feet
By the way, I achieved my dream
Got into Wilmington, UNC

5 Seconds

Roscoe

Young Roscoe Philaphornia

2003

you 5 seconds

[Roscoe]
The wait is finally done with, the time is now
YA, like who want it, we in it to run it
The album's done nigga, Volume 1 nigga

this whole city on lock
Cause my album's hot
And I know that y'all been waitin' a while
So I'mma hit you with this Full
Metal Jackit like Private Pyle,

them, bitches, no love!
Ride 2-3 lac, on dubs!
Yaheard about laBezzie yeah
Come and see me yeah
Ima eat yeah lick it up and beat it yeah
Hit it with left

to the stage
All sexual to hit y'all gutter, high velocity
Dames wanna taste it for the sheer curiosity
It's strong and it's real
Plus it lives by the code

put the P on that hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now tell the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree

defense on Gary Peyton, I got the locksmith
Cooking up all this music, I'm bout to drop shit

I said I'm not him we two albums we dropped in
Keezy locked in

I'm Hot

Webbie

Savage Life 2

2008

don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man 
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo

and climb that ladder (yeah)

Climbing the ladder step by step inch by inch
Grind up pinch for pinch smoke it up
Hit after hit singles to mixtapes to albums

verse seperated by the "Js" that make up their lives,
2nd song to date, that boy Tyler can create,
First, listen to this song wit' your parents drivin'

Flower in the barrel gunshot next sequels


My minds like that of a champion

To get here I blazed past half the men

Hit some in the abdomen

Asked

of by the others, they said we're better than you
I could care less about what you think about the things I do
Shut the heck up, I know you don't like me

this album and find zero fucking flaws
And I kinda feel like Malcolm the way I picked you off
I think we gonna get this three-peat hit the last two with

on stage
All the speakers get blown out when this played
I drop 2 albums in one year and got no praise
I saw the same thing happen to YE
I made a hit

take what I want, so
You tried to front
Hope you got yourself a gun
You ain't real, hope you got yourself a gun

My first album had no
Famous guest

a spot not promoting me
My fans everywhere that your eyes will see
One fan two fans, you a fan of me
Fan of me
Gotta hit the skies
Got a brand new show

Spell On You

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Bitch I put a spell on you doing the dark magic

Lamborghini I got 2
Your cars so bomb, 30 mil what it do
See when I drop a song or an album come out
New movie I’m in, new song you heard about
Critics