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you seeing double
Like a doppelgänger
Kicking doors, I never had a key
Gotta have a banger
Until then I'm on you niggas necks
Like I was the...
Let me

and to the four
Man its yung tape on the beat yeah I be knocking down some doors
I be makin up these raps
Yeah I be cleaning up these floors
I be changing up

returned
And for the ones deciding to approach it now
Well this a warning to you, I promise you'll get shut down
Like doors laying on floors
Can't settle

got started it
Looks like ya’ll finished (And then we try)
The three crab cakes followed by
The carlos and hash pay
Stick to me sidney your ass payed

Bubble Bunch [Original Jellybean 12" mix]

Jimmy Spicer

DJ-Kicks

2003

seen these people comin down the street
Who were lookin like six at first to me
Turned out only to be three
It was (the Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble

Ballers Flossin

II Tru

A New Breed of Female

1997

hoopties

[Jhaz]
Another one of these days, early in the morning
I hear you blowin' (Car horn)
Here we come, out the door
Jhaz grab thekeys, already got

Mr. Do Wrong

Guardian

Miracle Mile

1993

on your fingertips
And everything you do is wrong

Demons seed by the light of the moon
Hell I bent... he's on your door
Pull an ace... a crazy face

close 
Rip through that Louis vest, ya ya
Ya ya

I seen... 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
5, 6, 7, 8 n****s by the door, yea
I was splitting plottin tryna get it on my

pop that nigga in one second,
3 clips, I got no time for da prepping,
Poppin at ya crew till your team quits,
We live by that code, Yea that G-Shit

stay close to me
She could never live with herself
If she had to
Live with the ghost of me
And that's some rhythm and poetry
Look man I touched down in

screaming, “he's trying to kidnap me!”, when I drove by them with a wink or something silly, now I'm pulling bunnies, in a tinted SUV 

Have them sign

me to find me

Sure I got tired by the walls that I hit
But there was a door at the end of the maze
Sure there were regrets and sacrifices 
But

Abena bena bena yeah yeah …..Oh Yeah
(E bi you wey dey ping my pong)
Abena bena bena yeah yeah ……Oh Yeah
(Abena make you sing my song )
Abena bena bena

Because they know they not me
I'm on my on pace so they know they cannot copy
I'm just being me
These niggas wanna hate D3
And if you wanna link up with me

of an emo chicks hair
When they're barely depressed with no guidance
And even been felt by Joe Biden (Wait)
Th-this is the kinda shit that I say to r-rile

it makes my head feel light
1, 2, 3
Then I hit the floor
My friends will endure
And more drinks we pour
Faded, I feel secure
Sober, I don't feel sure

the choir stand

Kick down the door, feel like Noah when the rain coming
I erase the pain with my praise, beats stay thumping
You can't tell me bout a skit

Two Wheels

Wax

Two Wheels

Three hours later I'm out the damn door again
Gotta pedal to the store again
I'm feeling festive this require captain Morgan
Another bike ride, staring

turn to booze
I closed my business
It lasted a long time
But I started mine with three thousand dimes
Try that my man
It got worse with jail
Now I'm

turn to booze
I closed my business
It lasted a long time
But I started mine with three thousand dimes
Try that my man
It got worse with jail
Now I'm

songs to sing
And ask if I have anything of mine?
I've two or three
I'll all off key
My throat's all swollen from the sea

But no one minds

it's destiny)
I lowkey hate them stories 'bout when I was selling tree (Yeah)
Cause I was working like three jobs, so what you telling me? (Fuck you

One, two, three, four, make 'em sweat outside the door
Five, six, seven, eight, always pays to make 'em wait

Three wise men up a mountain
But only

adrenaline there is no sweetness
Or sugarcoat around it
It's not watered down you don't like what I say
Or make go somewhere else the door has always been open