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F**k Me on the Dough

Ces Cru

Constant Energy Struggles

2013

manager, the venue is filled with capacity
Check the door box, count my percentage and get that to me.

Fuck me on the dough and we are all black with

And Crazy
It's Drama Time[Time]
I'm Gettin' Ten For A Show[Lets Go]
Album Aint Even Dropped
When it's Dropped I'm Gettin' Mo
Wish I Can Go Down Every

Nine by my side
Come take a ride
Yeah
Yeah
Tree to the mind
I'm wavy tonight
Yeah
Yeah
Don't wait for a sign
Just come get in line
Yeah
Yeah
Might

thanks to former souls who chose
Please lock the door before you go
Those yet to step to the unknown
Be safe, I'll be at the end of the road

Let me tell

to you
Or tell the people how you just dropped a shitty album
I could've posted the link to that shit as the cover to this song and probably could still

As I can this is my calling
This is what I'm here to do

I'm the best and most honest and I'm pure
My next album will chisel off the door
I break through

Hello, my name is Mac Lethal
And thank you for your
PurchaseThis album is best served
With a delicious glass
Of Grand Crew or Wild Flemish
For all

sir
If I keep getting over-looked by selection
(Hello?)
I need a beat from Statik Selektah (I do)
Yes, I just switched up the flow
But I didn't mess up

I'm going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head 'cause I'mma torture

Yeah, on bro, I got you
Ayy, this the last song anyway
Fasho
Ayy, can you close the door real quick, though

They loud as hell, I ain't gon' fake it

Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't

turned and regarded the weather again, then decided on his Spanish guitar. He carefully put it in the case, walked out the door and headed for a quiet spot

Got my warpaint on
I’m not running no more
Check your intentions
Leave them at the door
If you wanna take me down
I won’t go without a fight

now I think is this universe for me?
They say it opens up doors, so I went to the doors
But I guess that they never gave me the keys
Wanna be liked by

a album, I can never stress
Over a bitch, I'm too young for that
I took my father by the relationship
He said, don't even trip, just be honest with it

Just

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by

you can catch me by the tree
Or by one of my houses, got my choices X, Y, Z
Remember them days, I didn't know what I was gonna eat
But now we chilling,

Don't let the door
Hit you when you see me eatin' all the cake
I'm red like rare steak, I'm special
I sized you up when I met you
You a pop fly, won't

Jeep, beep, beep
Weed cheeched
By the beach, seated next to Katie Leech
Then went home and made a beat
Me and Sticky rapped to it, f4!
Back when Zack B

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was

to make perfection cause my exit is loved 
by people spending time to ride an ex-presidents nuts.
Racist fucks on the island with excuses that boil it
then

you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately

I know who's gun it is
Just by hearing the shots that's Bo
​​​​​​ That's Little Mack
Damn baby who the fuck is that?!
I can tell from the way that he