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I'll Roll You Up

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Seminar

1989

let off caps
Ha, Hitchcock couldn't write more wicked raps
Rip the Godfather, then you start that braggin
I never jumped on a James Brown bandwagon

Kids

Rich Brian

The Sailor

Now I'm on TV with James Corden, that shit was crazy
Just got a place with a backyard, I feel amazing
Nothing can get between me and the dreams I'm

them by name
So now, who am I?
Just a rapper with a mission a passion
With a gifting that you can witness
While I manoeuvrer through uber fitness
With

a good run son, I liked that one song, hey

Did he sit up all night wondering how to say
That he's a kind of big fan from the Chamomile days?
My favourite

that his hands good 
Nothing in the kitchen but noodles and can good
No hand outs and no role model del man hood 
Still I'll give my last God know that

snapping
Like yo fingers be rubbing together
Flow sick so that boy Quin he under the weather............

Lee Records...

Yeah,Forgive me God I just sinned

I'm Black [Edited]

Styles P

Cornerstone Mixtape March 05 #70

I'm black, whether I'm poor or rich
Or rich or poor though it's all the same shit
I'm black even though my skin's kind of light
That mean my

Tim Hardaway
You ain't got to see a thing you just got to walk by faith
I ain't got to see a thing cause I really walk by faith/

He saved a wretch like

me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave

Rampage, I came a long way
I gotta thank God for seein' another day

continued  
Phillip, Thomas, Bartholomew 
Matthew, John, James 
Each one was different
Each was touched 
And each was cleansed
Even Judas, though he did not

one wasn't true
In his mind he's just leaving where he went through hell on earth
There's nothing I could've done to keep him from running from that

Waste of Paint

Bright Eyes

Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground

2002

By all those fairy tales that drugged us
And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely
No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually

a lot of times wasn't cool me
Thought I had it right I was off that was rude me
A lot of situations God had to come and school me
He dealt with the fool

K.I.P that's the coach
The God the middle man
Yena tlou one of a kind
Types n*** you will never clone oo yang Feela Jo
You can try you will never get

askin questions
You just stay wit the dancin like TikTok
Im tryna make it to heaven and bring the entire team
Blood of my God, he shed it I know I'm in

confidence in the fact that just about any Bible version available these days is quite accurate
And still represents what God has said

Why do we read

on that sacred evening
But Brian couldn't quite remember what he said
 
Jesus's brother Brian Christ lived a different kind of life
He turned water into ice

or Charlie
There’s Frank, Randy, James, just don’t ask daddy,
Whew, God love her soul
C’mon boys, we better get out of here

life, no Jada Pinkett
I put a X on the box of my life, did a 360
Still long live to Karrar, I'm thanking God that he can hear me
And long live to Kyreese

buried six feet
Tell them make my jeans nice, and make sure that my kicks mean

Only my mama get to call me by my first name
I go hard for the city where

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

That boy gon' get the girls man, he gon' make 'em all soothe
In a bubble bath in the jacuzzi, might pull a yellow bone floozie
That boy don't

a fife
And public accolades all my life
Just like you, just like you
But you're gone against God
But you're gone against God
That's why I said in the song

I got this feeling I ain't got no feelings
I got this feeling I don't got no ceilings
Bodies dropping all type of killings
He just a product so his

had

Just when I was thinking that the coast was clear
No more inequalities to fear
He rang my bell and he pointed out
That it wasn't working properly