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B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done

Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I

Sucker For Pain

Lil Wayne

Suicide Squad: The Album

2016

the boat
Eatin' peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke
Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal, naked in the North

Hang Lil Nigga
No they Don't got a Clue
The Mud where I came from Nigga
Started selling Nickels then I bought the whole thang
She my lil Freak so she

the fan and I’m in a bunch I know y’all would keep on believing me
And that means the most so I make a toast I promise that no one defeating me
Just keep

reach until I see the blue sky till I die

All I ever want is to be left alone
Me myself, me my dope, me and my chrome
Got paid by cops and judges, I

Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie

I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them

I gave you that option
You didn't wanna be my lil momma no adoption
For a few months it was only you I was watching
It'll all be over and done by

We Are the Knuckleheads

Bloodhound Gang

Use Your Fingers

1995

'll penetrate your belly
Your blood stains mighty bad I wash it off with Coast
Now I'll take my jelly and spread it on your toast
No one rhymes faster the mic

the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep margins,
How

to reach the stars
Now it's all up to you, all up to you to reach the sky
Keep it on and on and on and on and on and on and meet Mr. Sunshine

Mr. Sunshine,

Sunshine

Lupe Fiasco

Food & Liquor

2006

would be a day like this
The orchestra in my mind don't play like this (naw)
But I'm prepared for it
Got a lil rare for it
Brushed off my airs
Even

Ugh 
Call this the overdue toast
The realist words i never spoke
We long boarded here but valet still get excited like we drove 
Whoa
Open up to new

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast but I know
She's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)

Years

the end of your life
Mr. Kite
Mr. Kite
You were one with the sky
You knew you already won
When you made to the big leagues
You flew to close to the sun

32-20 Blues [Previously Unreleased Track]

Muddy Waters

The Complete Plantation Recordings

1993

somebody gonna fade away

Lord, I got a lil' into trouble, down on Mr. Stovall's
Place
Lord, I have got in a little trouble, way down on Mr.
Stovall's

WatchMeWorldWide
Mr. International, been everywhere
Ima take it to the top
Not gona settle there
Like Houdini
Hopped up on that plane
I disappeared

Walk up in the house party high as a kite
Drop 3 or 4 shots now I'm feeling alright
Head straight out back so I hit that grav bong
Shorty over by

booty, girl bounce that shit (Whoooo)
Tall racks better count that shit (Yeah)
Not signed and I own my shit 
I want bread and all you niggas toast lil

waiting 
I been craving 
Money and Mari-J 
Got a lil bitch she look just like Mary Jane 
She call me Mr. Wrong like she Mary J

Life We Chose

Nas

Nastradamus [Clean]

1999

in it
And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo
(But yo) this life is the only life I know

Uh, uh, uh
Gold bathtubs, making love to my

(They run)
I hope that they know my door it's not gone be open (Never)
A TD he open, I dance in the zone
Lil nigga he can't even hold him (Whoop)
Move by

Just look around
I'm by myself with all this
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist
But they don't the difference regardless
Cause they don't keep up
You gotta

smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch

Bring that toast of Love 
Wine and friends with them booty calls 
I love my life cos I call the shots 
Dirty things in my Dirty Cup
Bring that toast