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as a proxy, so her boyfriend can't dox me
Better not call me "glocky"
Niggas just copped a shotty
Swap the "o" with an "i"
Cuz I need me a fucking potty

not Givenchy
I wrote my pain and sent it off I'm hoping you would hear it
This Nike fit by Jerry unless it's god then I don't fear him
Just gave that

to keep my songs PG 13
Rap is nicotine, supreme and methamphetamine
I might write music naked, but that's not how I sell it
Your verse is just shit, no

Spent a check on the weekend (Oh my God)
I might do it all again

On top of the clouds and the buildings
I’m walking around with this feeling
That I

journey called the lifetime climb
And I've been winning by a landslide
Not because of brilliance
Other people would have quit
But God made me resilient

Just took out her brains they are grey see
Look at that I'm chilling in your mammas bubble bath
Relaxing with lots of suds what funny laugh
I might pass

I’m losing patience
Said to wait
But now’s too late
I Might not make it
About to go insane
Can’t nobody phase or tame me best
Get out my way I’m here

And driving them to their own end when their bored
I Beg you forgive me for all of my sinning I hope you erase everything I’ve done wrong
I May not deserve it

Here's my plan
When I land
The pain plane
Let pain paint
I'm not Dax
But I still got facts
In my bag
Could be Santa
Drinking up a Fanta
With some

and your fiery ass
Keep messin' up quietly and
Not good but I'm trying to be, yah
Lay back let's get into this thing
Me you and my anxiety
Me you and my

got 30 in this gen 5, we giving niggas hell
I'm out my body acting different, you can tell by the shells
Up my pistol, it shoot  rapid, we get caught,

stomach and then grip her by the neck
When I'm on the road better watch out (Woo)
I'm swerving
I'm bending your block now
I'll smoke you like Whitney

Flashing lights fill the sky, I gotta do the dash
Left the body all alone, not even in a stash
Whole crew hiding and we couldn't keep the tabs
Cop

disorientated but vision fated, hair stands no Bend, if I don't act this might be someone's end, memory blurry in the hurry, gagging and choking is turning

Uh, roll around in the coupe with the beat on loop
Soundtrack to the movie that I'm livin' through
In my lines you might find somethin' pivotal

on
Section eight n****s ran
From the jakes been
In the jungle surrounded
By apes if you can't
Stand the heat then it's
Never too late every day
I'm in traffic

You talk too much truth
You might just get popped at
And if women are such hoes that we
Do not want to kiss them
What does it say about us that we
Still

the hand that feed you 
When you down, they not around 
But when you up they need you
Ooh, they need you
Ooh, fuck all that you say
Ooh, they see through

happen

Oh, by the way, when you were all cuddled up
A big ol' hail storm came and dented up your pick-up truck
In the shape of those tailor made clubs

You're the Top

Harry Groener

Cole Porter: A Musical Toast

1997

parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.

You're the top!

had to invest
Eat up my lines, Readers' Digest
New at the top, Legend Apex

Come and take a listen and you just might find
Life lines to your lyrics,

stations cause (Cuz) they not ours
Couch potatoes get fried by radiation that scatters
Double-time on the counter, I'm a hundred kinds above the line
That

not overboard
But they all
in a awe coz
I might be the one

Chorus
They thought I was gone,
I was only , coming back with more energy
The only time i

but I guarantee That I will spark the brain that will change the world and that’s our job is to spark somebody else watching us We might not be the ones