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I'm caught in the middle
I want it, I got it
I'm sensing the vibe when its coming I block it
I know that you tried
It ain't working now stop it
Ain't

like Kurupt & Daz
I need a lap dance from a rap fan
Girl, show me you got drive like a dash cam
Yeah I'm the captain, rollin' an afghan
I drop bombs

Renaissance Man Bitch I Been The Bomb,
Talking Money Cars And Girls Where Your Mc Skills At,
Talk About It All Of You Want Fuck You Still Whack,
He The Only One

of harpoons, where one false move, get your whole ship boomed
Cause with you I’m in the eye of the storm
With my heart so calm like the moment ‘fore a bomb blows

anything goes 
Yall listen imma tell you what to do 
Imma be that nigga yall look up to 
Making  a bottom choose famine 
And I’m not even ya fucking man 
My

separated my life into before and after
You see, in 1954 I made the jump from smartass kid
from the deli pushing a joke with every cruller to Freshman

and subscribe if you're feeling my vibe yall
This is my first song so what could go wrong
I kind of feel like people are expecting me to drop a bomb
Boom, I

oppose these hoes get knocked out
Clocked out like a permanent lunar eclipse blocked out
Got doubt? I'll make sure to show you niggas the truth
Magic no

visions
Most of them are so illegal I'll be
Fiddled by a man in prison
Still less awkward than when parents visit
All you should be hearing is like fucking

your time bomb
Don't ever follow me
This is a one way road
If I let go
You think that I'd go down with you
But I'm ruling my own world

Wake me up from

you really do it
Like I ain't wanna be the one pursuing
Titties on the stage an fifties in my hands
Pocket full of M&M's plus them rubber bands
Just

i'll rock nations just gotta bomb harder
True history in the making
Those 4 letters that i live by so the mystery is vacant nigga! Ty!
Ayo ty, wassup!

better move
Niggas livings like it's a game, well you got to go by the rules
I strategize, I ain't playing, so how the fuck I'm gone loose  

My circle

If you can't call me by my name, then we is not friends
No, I don't trust you, I don't trust you, why you capping
And when I'm down, up on my dick,

shake like
Uhh
Speakers blowing like
A bomb
Dressing formal
Like its prom
You should see-us on the stage
Fellas said that we a charm
And we reppin and we

blood
Cool calm making moves dropping bombs
Grabbing gears we so clutch
I be smooth ask your moms
And you know who the Dons
Who you with give a fuck
North

All My Shootin's Be Drive-Bys

MC Hawking

E = MC Hawking

(Drive-bys)  (drive-by)
(drive-by)  (Drive-bys)

[MC Hawking]
Then silence hits the street like a bomb
An eerie calm like - the eye of the storm
Beneath

on
Class of elites, controlling what artists put in they songs 
Thru elaborate mechanics it's a labyrinth you manage 
If u push ideas that slanted algorithm

War

Jeru the Damaja

Divine Design

2003

I'm still droppin' the bomb
Shit is death like Tennessaucee ring the alarm (ring the alarm)
It's still a mystery to you like the 82nd psalm
Some fight

of you niggas can check me now
Shout-out to Black, shout-out to Rose
757, my area code
I'm leavin' the village, they call me a road
They say that I'm bomb

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Woke up in a sweat, thought I was dead
Tried sleeping with the bombs inside my head

in
So you new niggas know
It's more than just rapping
Niggas got lights and cameras
But no action
So when we record we punch a nigga head off make them

you think
Are you feeling onto me?
I know exactly what you need
Take a break and listen closely
This tickin' time bomb gon' be loud when he pop off

the mileage on a car when you see it
Sitting pretty by itself in the dealership?
Of course you do to be certain
Would you invest in something that's worthless?