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rap shit
I'll probably go and touch a fucking billion off this rap shit cuz

Rap game Moses pouring paint on the canvas
Zooming out of the frame you see

claim, school yard rap is the gang, when you see me on stage start shouting this name 

School Yard Rap! School Yard Rap! School Yard Rap! School Yard Rap!

when my pops got angry
You would see more rays (Murray) than Andy
When you get slapped in the face by aunty
Back when they were over chastising
But I'll

is a yellow brick road
To a job making paper, with instant success
But you think that you made it there by acing your tests?
You're as complacent

out if you cause my life trouble

Cause im sick and tired of gettin pushed around by people
Yall walkin and talkin like you dont know were equal 
Better

the
Album you gotta pay for, see I'm that nigga other niggas get out the way for, when a million degrees
Is barreling down you better switch gears, and not

tears in my sad eyes
I cruise through time barf living the
Fast light the fast lane
Fifth year owe you a pass-by
(I'm moving like)

If you ever see me

Don't call the fuzz
Give me a buzz
To drown out the taste
I don't want the booze
To just go to waste
This is the time
You tie up your shoes
And run

add that chlorine
Try this flow I ride on
Then you'll see the heat like pythons
Yeah I'm a snake that blood in my veins
Got a mind of a great MAMBA!
Had

Don't Say a Word

J Dilla

Dillanthology: Dilla's Best

2009

like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go

seen the bigger picture, I'm tryna capture it all
High Beams, and wide screens. It's clearer then visine
But you Gotta have a vision just to see what I

around me so I'm singing in the rain
And Jat got more singles than lonely men at a strip club
I could flash people, all I do is put my wrist up
You are

and giving hand outs
If you down, then it ain't my fault
Do it 'til niggas can't breathe
Y'all should be hip to the sauce by now
Moving 'til I'm pulling

some fun and see where this lands us at
Then spent my life til this day loving every moment we have
I, never strayed away from new found love
In fact I

the ruff
Lord finesse is making it for the ruff
My man perfection
Showbix and ag are definitely making it for the ruff
And in case you don't know by now

Cody & Zack
Gun on my waist, how the fuck could I lack?
I see that nigga and I'm gonna black
Come duck a bullet if you wanna quack
Fuck a defense, I

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

freestyled, tried it out, yeah
My new album out
Yeah, this summer it is mine
I'm taking over, you can't lie
Don't start acting out of line
Because I'ma look you

never bitch up
I ain't never been one to bitch up, fool you really switched up
Devil in my head got me feeling like a vet
And when all I see is red, then

Couple mixtapes hella tracks and an album
Started with homies now rock by my lonely
Can't fuck with these niggas these rappers act corny
Yeah I ain't

dodging all them punchlines
Taking long to write mistakes
Don't even gotta rush mine

See my, pots heavy
I got spices you ain't never seen
My planted seeds

I was such a fool
If you can forgive me, then I can forgive you
I was blind before, but I see what love can do
Gave me a second chance, show you what

I ain't never wanted that damn raging contradiction
So I killed him off this album this mixtape is all or nothing
Hated by who loved him to some

to bro

cctually Slide that shit to me 
I been switching up my calendar can't work from 10-3
I been followed by some crowds that got u running back for