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like I'm A-train
All the girls going cray cray
Now they singing my songs got me feeling like MJ
I love how it feels, I'm hotter than wheels
And harder

it's only half decent to call the shit rap is like treason
I like to think of myself as a young leader I talk a lot of shit so I hope yall reading 
Ain't

feelin like Pac

God body, with my hyper intuition
Was gone let it slide, but you kept on dissin
Feed him cyanide, rats are known for snitchin
He ain't

What they run for?
I don't even really trust bro
Cause I don't do the same stuff no more I touch down and I like to puff clouds
Real shit I don't

swear I never saw this day coming
But It feels great
Dr. Martin Luther King had a dream
I never lost faith
Covid had me stuck inside the house
Like

weapon no evil catching me
I thought I lost it but I found me
This pretty girls got me walking awkwardly
And I got them staring like a gallery
My heart

deep shit, club shit, girl shit, world shit
They don't use to ink like me
Niggaz don't even THINK like me
Who sees what I'm watchin, he ain't poppin'

the lean, I feel like an addict
I got that Chrome Hearts on my jacket
Knock off his dome
And act like we don't know what happened
Make him disappear, ain't

what happens I know that I'm learning but one think that I know thats for certain
Make it in the game yeah I know that I will
You're girl gon pop yeah I

Cold

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [Clean]

2006

To my niggaz locked down it's gon' be alright
To my sisters in the hood tryin to make life better
You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever

im pourin a 4
Double up 8 on the rocks
Whats in your cup bitch its nothin but wock
They dont want smoke man rip pop
Whats in the trunk, a whole lotta

up shop, come and get what you wanted
They heard we was lit in the town
We got bricks, we got pounds
Just like Chris, we got brown nigga run it
I get

it
Coz yow, this body has one eye but with a pro vision
I don't need no practice to rap like this
I don't need no verdict just give me my peace
And I

of criticizing me
I’m so over this world
But don’t give up yet, I’m not over this girl
I hate wakin’ up, I got what I deserved
I feel cold and alone
I was kicked

It's the city where they're moving reckless 
I double check the check list 
For what i'm checking the mic is a loaded weapon 
But powers only given

that
Now all I do is ride tracks, no train
Treat the beat like a snack
Ain't got shit for no snake nigga
Try to snoop around and get smacked
I ain't

so it's like what's gonna work for you is not gonna work for me and visa versa
But also, ya know
That's how we connect with certain people 
Because

it becomes transparent 
Riding high the vibes of life, the stars provide a brighter night
The only time my mind is right is when I feel the beat

Loungin'

Cosa Nostra, Inc.

Without Noise, Vol. 1

1998

shorty's on the map
I put away the gat, took off the hat
Throw ya Mo's in the air if you like it like that
No doubt boo, I keep it real girl
Mad

Square Two

Buck 65

Square

2003

The girls are desperate,
But the boys are even hornier.
The rose smells sweet
But the stem is even thornier.
It's a match made in purgatory,
What more do

& gin
You can Feel me? I'm a beast 
You can hear it? It's a hit
I don't do this 
For being the second or the first
But just to have fun
And if I'll be

Kill the game ain’t no way it gotta be breathing 
Said I’m tryna ball like I got it receding 
In the field tryna moss dat kind of receiver 
Any nigga

name?"
And I'm like "tell me what the chain say" woah

Bae I'm gone spoil you now fuck waiting for pay day (cash)
Sack thicker, burnt gelato on my ash tray

it's on, they just run and hide
Bout .45s, swear on your mother's life
Skrr, skrr when I'm in a coupe
My young G, bring the beef to your door like