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In the Trunk

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,

Why do you still let us being alive?
Why do you let us being alive?
How can you call this being alive?
Maybe this will end in 5
Maybe this will end

you ain’t famous
No dirt on me you know I’m stainless
Man of the city but I move like I’m nameless
Fucking yo bitch and you know you can’t say shit
They

By The Code 

Mac I'm going in 

On the road to destruction from the very start with mind and heart you can win if you play your part
Ain't nothin

the Wolverine
Sold out a third show while you're ordering #3s
4 miles away I swear I can still hear the screams
While you get close to mic and say "Can I get

I've been cheated by you since I don't know when 

So I made up my mind, it must come to an end 

Look at me now, will I ever learn 

I don't know

show you how to treat u
I wanna hear all of ya problems
Baby tell me all ya feelings 

That nigga broke yo heart
 
But fuck em  

U don’t need him

 Just

Putting my hands together I pray to erase all my days that are dark
Hopefully Jesus can hear me and my demons gone by tomorrow
I know I'm doing wrong

just to double all my figures
Three hundred bands just to flex on all you niggas
Put that four all on the map and now they asking how I did it
Put that

their mind set (straight up)
I used to hear them saying nonsense (on god)
So all this shit got me tired
They know that I'm a fucking tyrant
Cuz i can make

Don't you love
Every part of me?
Bit by bit
You'll wear me like jewellery

Cut my body in four
Wear me like I'm jewellery
Yeah, 'cause I'm all yours

If

left, Four O on the right
Hollow tip rounds them hoes finna bite
Knowing you in that car you gon' go with em right
She look at me like I'm hoeing she

Nights with you
We've been singing this stuff likes it's one by two
And yeah i know iv'e made a few mistakes
By you
And you i know i made a few

you
All this rapping? It's yours now. It's yours now
Looking to me? But I'm tearing down who I used to be
Only scars now, when I look ahead, I can hear

system
Why I'm passing old pictures when I see those miss em
Knowing I can't bring em back I be tryna rose kiss em
Or rise in tune when you hear my old

mouth you cowered down clown I played nice with you hoes and now you trying to drown me so tired of giving in to people who don't give no shits that's it

greet the victorious throng
Returned to bring salvation!

The trumpets of Carthage resound!
Hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to our step

O'Clock, I be gone till 12
Fifty thousand in another stock, bitch I never sell
Yeah, baby, can you hear me now, how you feel
I wanna, wanna get you out, out

to
And the bag come to me like we in a Drive through
Young player nigga you can sell by my aura
Fresh than a bitch stay dripping in Dior
Then I got bored so

the one that got away
The kiss you never tasted
Tell me that you hate it
Hate that I'm no longer in your reach
If I can't hear you say it
Maybe you can

Float On

Danny Brown

Old

2013

You can never understand all the pressure I'm against
Getting high thinking how to make it better than your last shit

Might have a mental breakdown

Won't you follow me into the end
We can play it cool and pretend
That we friends and we can hang until we dead
Heard you hanging by yo halo that's

to be useless
My PS4 was all I'd ever known
But now I'm a father
I've finally come into my own
So you can see me at the bus
Stop when I'm wearing my sling

Blowing breezes 'cross your neck, won't you let me in
Be the beat, feel the heat, hear the rhythm
Pound pound pound pound
It's a party, feeling smarty cause