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because that mutherfuckin' cake is mine,
Takes 'em seven days to re-create what we can make in five.
When, "never-been-hot" turns to "soon-to-be cold",
Then

I'm on the Corner Free riding with my CLIQ N them
Before Atlanta Mississippi hit the map off of discipline
Decibels at the table thinking labels made

Kush Coma

Danny Brown

Old

2013

bumping two pots
Be like three hoes, that's a foursome
Fuck niggas always want to hold something
Young hot nigga done froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat

there jazz in my soul
cnd I feel hot, with the siz-zi-ling heat that's in my heart
Yeah I'm cold n hot with the siz-zi-ling heat that's in my heart

cs

Satan, I'm laying in the dark
With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing
Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub
Deuce high when he cruise by

howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks - I don't know why...
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak

three out ah di four-five
Guns haffi out from we outside (yeah)
Hot up e place when ah cold time
Chain dem ah freeze, we nuh fire like Cowboy

Yo

you must be
Out of your mind if you think I ain't learned a lesson
Boy my bars smoking hot no Smith n Western
At the top being a topic is where I'm

We good
Yea it was, It was me
I couldn't hear myself
Free tha mob
So many f***** lames in the world It's hard to hear the real n*****
Tasker

,
W,tch me ,s I f,ll
H,lf wonʼt do, I w,nt it ,ll,
shot me down down down…
Hot ,nd cold is , g,me
Th,t will bring only p,in
Show me why youʼre ,fr,id
Itʼs

to success homes
It gets cold from what Im told, dress warm
In this white mans world the games on
Im the black mans black man get me James Cohn
By any means

to Jesus Peter Paul John n James 
Praise the Holy King

Wasn't cooking, but it's hot now
Lock-down poetry pop-out
It's handouts n mad clout
Souly stand out

nigga I would never kiss her
My heart cold I can't trust these bitches or these niggas
Focused on the bigger picture n it's getting clearer
Gang gang

cold to hold
You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold
You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled

Redneck Fiddlin' Man

Charlie Daniels

Midnight Wind

1977

To hear a little four piece band

There's a dog house bass and a kid on the drums
And a guitar picker just as hot as they come
Up steps a man with a bow

me straight tumpin the street
Ah, maids on the dee looo
Moved by the kilooo
Same sorta rush a shh knock u'ss n evils
But dis aint a illegal
My mike is

Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!

of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole street
I

I see you, I don't see you
Outta blue gonna get you
I love you, I don't love you
I'm hot'n'cold, well, so so are you

Peek a boo, don't make me do

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Spottieottiedopaliscious

OutKast

Aquemini [Clean]

1998

Damn, damn, damn James

Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean, leaning checking out the scene
Gangsta boys bligga's lit, riding out talking shit

Too young to be broken, too hot to be cold
And I hope when the snow falls you truly smile

Girl you had it hard, like nobody knows
But when I gave

grill
Ya know what I'm saying?
Listen
By the age of aquarius
My mind state was gugarious
Various opponents whose stature was hilarious
Like you
Throwing

Oldie

Odd Future

The OF Tape, Vol. 2

2012

uh

It's still Mr. Smoke-a-Lotta-Pot, get your baby mommy popped
With my other snobby bop, do I love her? Prolly not
Know your shit is not as hot