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the wave, and they riding it like a pony
Fuck all of you niggas I'd rather be by my lonely 
Stop with all the bullshit, my nigga you a phony
Pocket watching

half's a TV screen, of all the bullshit media had put into a scene
Lovin' all the drama queens, guilt tripped by my family, we do what we best believe, so

Cause all he ever knew was rock
Tryna cook it up in that pot
Cause he was lost
He told her ma no I can't stop
Cause imma make it to the top
Carrying red

A real nigga crossed out by a rat
That shit be pitiful
I can never love her, she a fucked up individual
Bless me with more blessings
Then more

Small Time

Scarface

My Homies

1998

momma, she don't have to work no mo' 

I pay the bills by the flow from the studio 

And I was out in the game by old players and G's 

Hollerin 50

not even by a bad soul
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah

Cause time spent is life lived
Keep helping others you'll be fine
Good people do good for others and that's it
Plenty of risk, no reward, it's bullshit

you heard me bitch I planned it
I was fucking on his bitch
Heard the door no need for panic
Pistol by the bed he spazzing out I'm goin manic
Send his

bullshit
Hey hey hey
Can't clip my wings I'm out soaring this starts now for me
Got a lot of enemies that'd love to cause me mischief
But I don't pay no mind

Got a pain in my stomach
Growing by the second
Every time I saw fuck it
Ya love it
When I slow down
Can't keep up
So ya bringing me down
Ya bringing me

don't need u with me
Please don't call my phone cause no you can't get a penny
I don't keep you around cause I ain't feeling yo energy
All bullshit I just

Hook Up

Lil Baby

Hook Up

2017

(mama)
Put a hundred racks in my mama's savings (racks)
Fuck all that bullshit, keep me a full clip (fuck it)
Dressed in all white like some cool whip

and the culprit are indistinct
Who are you
I'm so sick and tired
Of this bullshit
Leaving no room for me
I'm so sick and tired
Of this bullshit
Leaving no room for

You know that I’m flexin' on my old friends
Back on my bullshit, see me like “oh man”
Posted wit my shorty or my brothers, got no friends
Is you

dying
How many mothers are left crying
No more bullshit we ain't buying

They wanna keep us in the basement
Starving and complacent
Lord knows we dun paid

wanna own my dick, coffin 
Is where you'll end up try to step on my turf again, bullshit
You ain't ever been big dawg you ain't even got no kids, ay shit

smell bullshit like we're sharks
And you just dropped some blood in the ocean
Ya'll be triggering us
Just stop with all the bullshit
There's no need for

I ain't never ever
Asked for no handout
I come from the bottom nigga
You made that bed
Then gone head lay in it
You gotta have honor nigga
You ain't

R.N.S.

Bumpy Knuckles

R.N.S.

2000

[scratches by DJ Premier]
"It's time for this real nigga shit.."
"Bumpy Knucks.."
	"Ha, hah-hah"
"Niggaz can't see I.."
"Fr-Fre-Fre, Freddie

system, ain't no tellin
Will I bust that four-fifth and, catch another felon'
I'm a thug by blood, not just off drugs
Even though I love, that purple mug

grammar
Got fam in the Chi yeah yeah all the way to Alabama
Miss me with the bullshit
You aint got no street credit
Its in my blood its embedded
I level up

Freedom of Speech

Jello Biafra

Chuck D Presents: Louder Than a Bomb

1999

A-yo Ice, man. I'm working on this term paper for college. 
What's the First Amendment?
   
Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfuckin' bullshit

Enough

Young Jeezy

Seen It All [Best Buy Exclusive]

2014

I'm straight, I'm cool
Got the whole 500, drop dead old school
Live by the G Code nigga, I don't break no rules
And when I was in the streets I ain't

Smile when the rain come 'cause the pain gets buried
And ain't no girl good enough for you until you thirty
So, make that money, son
I know we come