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catch me slippin', she will not catch me slippin'
She a devil in a red dress. She bad as hell
Gotta keep my head steadfast and on the mail
She said she

Of rap
I win!
By the hairs on my Chinny Chin chin
Fuck marriage and Your wedding

Cocain and hookers well spent It's a Numb blur 
Jump the fence Live life

hidden things cycle like rings
I think I just might be everything
All tethers to hell I'm severing
Save my self so world I'm bettering
No more limits by

Make Em Bounce

Easy Mo Bee

Now or Never: Odyssey 2000

2000

record companies, with checks made out to me (aight?)
Since a baby member industry, rule 4080, so I'll just peep carefully
But I'm comin through, what

heavy on my shoulders
And it's hard not to feel like I'm forever playing catch-up to a life that has already passed me by
I'm only gonna stray from

me[01:31.35]And stop telling me I don't pass[01:33.19]As profitable in the industry[01:34.83]I make my own path[01:36.29]My path is made by

Everytime I sense that malice in you
I find myself pilloried
Underneath sinister skies

Every dull pretense made by you
In another senseless story
I just

You ever have those times
Where nothing seems to go right
I do

Nothing seems to be
Going my way. Please
Show me love, I need
Things ain't going

working so hard they can’t stop me
Got designer drippin from my body 
Now me and niggas we on 
Goofy niggas we can’t get along 
I been putting my feelings

Wock in my cup when I'm off the drugs lil bae I'm a whole different person
She like how I'm moving look at me funny boy you can get dropped
Niggas be

I'm gonna spit this once so shut the fuck up and buckle in
You little pussies think you got to me but I ain't struggling
I'm the cold abortion clinic

on the teams
Need to know, am I predator or am I prey?

I am unrivaled, art of survival
The rapture has packed up and left me to die
Well i get my vigor by

náladu, psát text
Což je nátlak na to, abych zněl zábavně
Takže ňák tak, ne každej musí chápat mě
Základ je mít v hlavě aspoň litr vína
A nějakej papír

know I'm gonna show you how
Every little second
That you just let go
Multiple by a million
Just makes me want you
That much more
You got me sitting here

You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Yuh, uh, yeah
Yeah, oh, uh, yeah

I'm in that big boy Tonka, yeah, no you won't catch me lackin'
Yeah, my fingers be

to wait

Son, I got a puzzle, given me by something unseen
I cut it up into jagged little shards
I threw them up, put one into my heart
But I've no blood,

never went to no college
Look kid
Let me tell you how a nigga got popular
It's a fucking stadium, young nigga
I ain't doing no assignment
Pull up on your

pravdu, která tě může smíst, jak hurikán

Ani ve snu by mě nenapadlo, že může se to stát právě mě?
Myslel jsem si, že já znám celej svět
Že moje duše bude

really wanna see me when I'm pissed off
Cause it ain't nothin for ya boy to cut a bitch off
Coming at me sideways, finna get crossed
Take your friendship

a damn
I baby these niggas, like cat & on sam
Got demons by me and they ready to blame
Crushin' these hoes, like yea they a spam
(Don't fuck with that

trying to go build me a settlement
My jacket official, with a capital G in the front and I call it the letterman
Got a baddie who feeling my vibe, She say

Hold me tighter than your hairband, so my insecurity knows that it real
If I was to buy you pizza and some Starbucks, would you come over and chill
I

How Long Has This Been Going On?

Paul Kuhn

Street of Dreams

1997

As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno