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I'm a goat, never lack (Lack, lack, lack, lack)
Blow your brains, get you whack (Whack, whack, whack, whack)
Testify on this track (Track, track, track

run in new circles is what I have to do
Bruce Wayne but my real face is the mask yup true
There's been times where I felt so dead inside
And music was

by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh i got yo out
Without a doubt i got you out

[Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They

Degrees you would think that i'm, Wayne (Wayne)

MOB you would think that i'm stunna, I keep it a hunnid 
(Keep it ahunnid) These niggas can't see me, I

on a track
Bitch, you know that's the squad shit
Heard your funds just got low, and no job, nigga
So you out here, and you 'bout to start, nigga
I was in

to the function, bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain
Half of me is level headed and the other's fueled by pain

that's a pour out for  my hittas
Hustle till it happens and ride foreign my nigga     

I really get it it's residues on my digi   
Bread by Scandalous

signs
Flow so hot I'm a chef when I bake rhymes
I don't want thots, I'mma flex when I skate by uh
Got a couple bars in my backpack
Got a new chain let it

years
Since Lil Wayne came up in the game and took the beers
In ninety-nine, I turn on the TV, said who the fuck is this
Rap extraterrestrial, spitting

Yeah, yeah, whoop
(Dun deal on the track)
Yo, whoop
Migos, Blac Youngsta, uh

Come through when I come through when I come through when I come

Everybody know my name
Meek Milly flow is flames
Plus I got that fireman
Puffas call me Lil Wayne

Can you tell who I'm inspired by?
Can you tell, can you

niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here

B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out

I be wilin' the streets thuggin'
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out

Respect Us

Juvenile

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

block, I hang hang
Who am I? Lil' Wayne, man
I represent CMB
My sell is ten a ki
I usually get in beef
Was taught that it's him or me
I pop

'm here for the win
Semenya on track
I'm out of your league
Semenya on track
I'm here for the gold
Semenya on track
A true champion
Semenya on track
Again

I came in thirty deep like that
And if you callin' and you see your bitch leave
Lil nigga it's on, like that
Rippin' it, rippin' it, rippin' it,

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at
'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in

its coming
I got focus now
Once is shadow in town
Everything goes down
Everybody wants the crown
I gotta suit up
All black like the bat
Lil shawty know

Break Me Off

Big Tymers

Lights Out

2000

Weezy, fresh, and unplugged

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Give me a big fine bitch in a dress
One put them lips in effect
Suck the dick 'til the shit in her

'm disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year

Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50

I got it back
I lost the track and then I doubled back to where I put the duffel bag
And brought it back
These ain't the hardest bars sitting in my

(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)

Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself 
both of us just popped a pill 
and now am feelin'