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on this ride to Jersey. I feel bad vibes. I start clutching on it firmly
I'll put you through that fire how you felt the way to burn me had to leave

Others can be having the full strength,
Other people be like the trains,
And other ones be the planes, not the same lane
So, you can’t define us by

of potential but the tragedies
Keep coming by but I'll ripple through it I don't need a key to success
Cause ill easily molest these ABC tests
Still standing

shit don't work out
Then I'ma put a bullet in his six-pack
I make money, make money to make more
And if I start making money, then I'ma take yours
I hold

want me dont know what to do with me
Man aint nun of these niggas as cool as me
Say you shooting well you gotta prove to me
Gotta pay for a hit aint

And In case ya'll forgot
I always been hot just now
I'm boilin over the top
I start a fire in your kitchen
They perspire and they itchin for my next solo

Street Fighter Riddim

D Double E

Street Fighter Riddim

slaps like E. Honda
Give me the mic and let me ride the riddim
'Cause I spit the fire just like Dhalsim

I'm a lyrical invader
Climbing to the top

lesson...
Now I'm steady counting fetti...
Old homies slept on me but I dont look back that shit is petty...
Didn't need y'all approval just needed my ends

say I'm the problem, man you gotta have some nerve
We live attached, connected by a wall that splits the rooms
Don't save the best for the end, it's

along? Go cry now 
Think I'm falling off? Come and find out
Here's a Molotov, boy better lie down
I don't let no doubt come by 
Put all these walls up high

manage this gorgeous 
Your flawless damn I'll pay your mortgage 
Can I be your man 
I know you ain't single but I don't give a damn

Baby I need a piece

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

grabbed him by the coat

[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that

[ Slug ]

Jehovah will blow your mind, it starts by you changing your mind
Stop straddling the line, any branch not connected to the vine
Will surely die, it's

the nights are better with an air supply
I been rollin' 'round the bend since I don't know when
I think I'm finally 'bout to start seein' dividends
I got some

Dat‘s a firnes I gotta keep puttin’ fire in
You don't wanna war gangsta
Built like I crush Ford Rangers
And face off with well oiled tankers
I lived in

bass to imitate this roar
Huh, don’t fuck with the true passion type
When behind the wheel’s the only time you have a drive
So stay out my lane, there

and don’t ask for commas
I'ma shot calla, gotta shock colla
When I start to slip, needa impala
Know I’m bouta drift, dodge the lead showas
No I’m bout a bag,

a diss
But some of you bitches are starting to piss
Me off, I tee off the top of your head
I swing and your bleedin until you are dead
I don't use guns,

just goes on
Is that the good part
I pressed and pushed start
I paint my own art
I'll hit my on cart
Mapped my on charts
So pause cause I gotta go
Now

attack
There on the mounted gun you see mi have him standing

No bad boy you dont smile and grin
Pure bad thing they see mi start the killing
Pure gunshot,

Wellfryy
Holy45
Yow CAW
Mi start it off wid
Ruffa than a german shepherd mix wid a rottweiler
And mi shoe still ago hard fi fit inna all when yuh

Ode to Slimy Bassless

Spunge

Pedigree Chump

2000

a pair of carpet slippers.

Your in the same job till the day that you retire,
You happy just to sit home, your feet up by the fire.
It's OK to spend all

They don't know what we all about
If you know the name that's free clout
If you day one I stand by you
Keep your 10 toes on the ground
You ain't

clicked like metronome
Come up out your comfort zone, strike a deal, get paid by goals
Rock the mic not throwing stones, don't move bricks but let's build