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Blow It Out

Brad Baker

Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds]

2005

to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If

to take them trips
And booking all these flights
Posted by the poppy
Making money rolling dice
My own homie switched up on me
Now I’m on ice
Now I’m hearing

all good just a week ago
Even though these secrets would eat at most, I keep it low
I ain't with the past, although I rock a lot of retro
If I miss

decomposition of all competition
Unnatural abilities specters independent
Leave our poor boy tormented
But Johnny's got a problem like a punk rock album
A couple

can go, and be greater
Now Im sent by God, to Proclaim Jesus, ta Babylon
The path I'm on, addressing problems, through these beats and songs

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

lord! He's so good! Who is this kid?"
In their playlists, my songs are the linchpins
They all beg for my album for Christmas, uh
Yeah my beats are

wearin' it now
I want my kush delivered by the pound
I want my guap in offshore accounts
I want a trail of bodies at my throne
I want blood splattered all

happy meal face on (aaah)
Yea, I'm a handsome ass kid
It's Free Rebels in this mu'fucka
Free Rebel, bitch (Free Rebel)
Anybody got a problem, I'm just

all over the scene
I done seen dirty cops by rocks but not weed
I done seen strippers fuck off the strength because I'm me geez
Look and that's a little

spiritual coliseums
Jesus had conquered the battle in realms where it's hard to breath in
So being the head of my wife and leading's the least I can be when

even if my situation doesn't change
That's rock ‘n' roll!  That's Jesus!
Purple expo share my thesis
Dodge, Duck, Dip, Dive Dodge
Yeah, you know that

about this kid shit
So my name he love to mention
I got no respect for anybody
Begging for hand outs
You gotta love yaself
Before you ever gon stand out

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

it now
I can't fuck wit the rest of you clowns faggot

(Hitchcock)

I am the silence before the storm Lincoln Park to Audubon
Slang rock

Em' Up and we
Add Em' Up and we Add Em' Up and we
Add Em' Up and we Add Em' Up and we
INSMNC hit me with this had to get up on this
Addition by

quarantine cause
My style is contagious i'm daring them
Niggas' last words is Jesus Christ
Nah but I'm flattered by the comparison

ain’t sturdy
My money is dirty
These hoes getting cheaper by the dozen
Yo chick is flirty, You should be concerned
Because I spit that’s g shit shorty

admire
Long as I'm bowing to the Lord, know that He gon' take me higher
And I ain't quitting til this album going platinum
And I'm sitting with Ellen

or an album
How 'bout both instead
And man, I feel like Carti
Pull up on him, see whole lotta red
Preach up on they corpses
That lil' Ted Talk run and dip

of all this
On my place on this rock
I'm waiting for the day
That I'm not stripped down by the clock
The hands that spin
The times moving forward
I'm just

Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won

Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,

Gossip

Classified

Trial & Error

hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't

back, to when I use to rock pacsun, b4 I had a name
B4 I came in the game, b4 I let my ego cop these icy ass chains
Back in 1st grade before kids knew

don't know what it is
I had a spiritual awakening, i had another kid

Im so fucking blessed, thank you Jesus Christ
You found my wife, she was from a past