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The girl at the back
The one with the hat
Shops at Camden lock for vintage
Clothes and shit frocks
Wears cowboy boots and jeans
Ripped denim by

say
Oh you from the Bay right?

Yeah man
You recognize the voice man
Got her moist and 
All by choice man

I think she bi
Saying bye to ya boy man
Aye
I

"she's the purest"

Saw a white girl 
Snorting white girl 
Off a pink titty 

In the back room 
By the bathroom  
With a rolled 50 
 
She licks it up 
She

The beer I had for breakfast was a bottle of Mad Dog
And my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off
You said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my

In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects

Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm

another fifty yards
Crouching in the trench
Clutching bayonettes
A hundred men
All knee-to-chest
A hundred marionettes

I am the string pulled by

Made in America

Richie Sambora

Undiscovered Soul

1998

Made in America, nineteen fifty nine, 
Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line. 
Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid, 
I was

gross!

You're welcome

Back up fool, you reek!

You're welcome

Well, you smell like a sewage leak

You're welcome

Wait, dude
I'm pretty

I got off the plane at the Tampa airport and walked outside into the Florida sunshine
and I was met by a tall grungy red-headed promoter guy
and his

My Nigga Dead (Interlude)

Dave East

Karma 2

2018

it's guaranteed if a bag touch you (bag)
He was connected in Milwaukee, came back to Harlem
Five fifty, the same colour, his coffin (brown)
Packages

enough to fit a city block 
Im sure you got like 50 thoughts poisoning your soul 
Im tripping hard in the woods like it's 2 thousand and way back

Hook
All gold dayton hundred spokes cost 8 stacks
Its ups and downs when you hustle, bubble back 
Take a swim with the whales float of drown in yak

돈이 뭐 궁하고 몸이 뭐
둔해도 우린 게으른 적 없지
흠 뭐 굳이 두려울 것도 없지
3-6 맞아 pm 내
출퇴근 time 존나 효율적
누가 오면 다들 내
귀를 보여주고 터트려 긴장을 풀어
가방 한 줄에 내 혼을 담아
바지 하날 버려도 fifty by three

jaw cut, uh
Still in the kitchen making rock flip
Move back to the hood, I feel we lost touch
Talk to me crazy, get your jaw snuffed
A hundred shots

that, keep making it drop
I'm paying fifty a whop, cause I don't want you to stop
Not when you shake it like that, me and my whole crew
Thinking of what

some ms
In a farm
When it’s dark
Across the river
By ya lawn
I’m all over your shit
Itsie bitsie spider
Bit a rapper
Wrong reaction
If he be the hero

throat that then hoe
No
Im not too tempted 
Running up getting to them 50's

Making all noise
Bumping that E shit hoe
Been shit
Notice
Roll this 
Smelling

Sing a song of frozen waves and napalm flames (yea, yea)
Fifty years her neighbors still ain't learn her name (yea, yea)
Live in New York but they cut

Boutta play a bitch cause I'm bored ouji 
20 50 100s three cheese 
I get my money stack it up on the weekly 
Niggas snitching quick so I call his speedy

dawg remember them cold and darker nights
If you feed that snake thats giving him the hand to bite
I ain't the type to expect a handout
I get it by

hand
Open ya ears and just listen fam
Get rich or die trying that's the hood movie
Affected me i wanna be a gangsta just like 50
But pushing Pz like big

im a thug
And I don't know when to quit
Use to be homeless
I ain't giving up on shit
Probably plottin on revenge
When ya caught with me the Twins
Saw

my cousin snitched
And im up 50 I still go for ramen,
Im trynna stack this shit
But i keep a 10 for every occasion
You know im poppin it
And I'll never

the streets since I was knee high
You wanna get high?
Meet me off I-65
Exit daniel payne drive by carver high
Ride and smoke to the park like mcAlpine
All