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can't stop
Compelled to propel myself
It's too hot
Compelled to propel myself
It's on lock
And the game won't be the same
We here to stay

Young virtuoso,

I'll take the mic our band will rock this bar
Do what it takes to make the crowd go wild
The night is young let's plan to stay awhile
Saturday, Saturday,

making money on the tour bus (Cash)
Keeping all these bands on us (Bands)
Got these fans on us (Fans)
Keeping me a Glock ain't no hands on us
So you better

said the words till death do us part
Even though love don't live here no more
She stays

She's too young to stay home on a Friday night
She's fighting

Shieks, throw them joints and 'Let da fuckin' monkey out'

Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin' City

When I spit this here it's easy as

(1, 2, 3)

You

never resting i’ll sleep when I’m dead
Alive and I’m manifesting
A scribe when I inscribe I
Come alive on IG Live
You know me, low key, move clandestine

drink
So I pour up (pour up)
Here come the Zaza I roll up (bang)
We some real niggas
We live by the code
Fucking with 12;
Ain't no one (nah)
We from

Everyone both old and young like washed up whales in the sun
There she blows what jolly, jolly fun
This is the place to be

Oh,la la lalala lala lalala lala

You know we barely survivin’
You know, but you still stay silent
You know that we ain’t no tyrants
You know but you still Fox 5 it
We some super

say I got the nine
Dude be talkin' on that cap, that's why he gotta die
On live on SNL you think I'm Keenan Thompson
This ain't no goddamn sunset, this

We were young, so in love, in a world without end,
My millennial girlfriend, on you, I could always depend.
(My millennial girlfriend)

Yo, I listen

It's Like That Y'all

Sweet Tee

80's Underground Rap: Can I Kick It?

1998

hot, they start three alarm fires
But don't be alarmed, it's just my grace and my charm
I'm here for the good, I'll never do you no harm

Sweet Tee's

big racks
Big house big car just tryna live that yea
Just tryna live that

If you gone do it bitch do it to the neck
Young niggas trippin and they down

Its been a long road, now im in this bitch
Its jumping yea yea
Come spend this band with me
LAX lets take a trip to bel air
I'm a young rockstar in

okay to wait don't pull up and say "it's a date"
I do not want you bitch you is ugly
Don't come round here with that fucking shit yet
Yeah I got

and the Instagram reels
We were out having fun man we knew how to live
Storage unit bands played music for fans
Spent so many days drinking down by the sand
Salt in

is gorgeous
And she funny red fox
Ok time to get it
I am by the phone
I don't wait for moves
I rent the truck
And hit them roads
I don't wait for you

rock with me out of jealousy
Boy you scared for your wife
It’s young frvr bitch I’m out here for life
Girl I told you I’d come with it nice
Took your

of ambition sum shit you can't teach
Like 3 woods in you can tell by my speech
Neva forgot all them days I couldn't eat
You know it's for clyde when I rap

me young for ruinous band
Army of the void
Vorpal scythe in iron hand
With mortal lives you toyed
Driven from home you took me away
From love and life

man ah got family, you got an empress,
cnd ah good brederen who need help yes,
Keep it jolly jolly even when you get hurt stay tougher than ah cable off

to raise our horns and die young
We took and oath to live loud to scream and jump in the name of rock
And our words will never be forgotten
They say that

Waste they life tryna chase the money
Just bury me with my family and I'm happy cash ain't everything to me
Long as I live life ima die right
Long as you

Fat Pat
I got a family full of pirates
Like I'm Sinbad
And with that ass girl
I know you'll make me sin bad
You did that
I wanna join a band for