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give me that
Edit a clip, keepin' them far
Cause niggas are still rogue as shit
What we doing? Keep them far
Twinkle, twinkle, I'm a star
In the day, in

Got Dough

Five Deez

Koolmotor

2001

I always stick to my point like a John Pase
(So cut and edit) I wouldn't have done it
If I didn't know I could get way wit' it
By the time that I

the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house

found a cat with a record he live out in Texas
His myspace is over seven digits
The radio play him every second
The second that I see him we gon get em

Personality

T-Pain

Professional Rapper

2015

the pussy like a snack hoe
Baked lays you on top like a rap though
Bet you think I'm nice in person I ain't talking rap shows
I ain't gonna pick you up

Straight up without an edit
I never let it go, embedded in my mental skull is impressive flow
I smoke weed until my eyes are sore
I make beats, play chords,

loving ways

There are one hundred ways to love a cat
One hundred loving ways
Way fifty-seven: dress them up in ribbons
One hundred loving ways
There are

a place that I can walk to
This evening has been
So frickin’ excellent
I better head to bed lest I let him in on my sentiments
So very nice
My next move

Hi, I'm the Prophet Obblonge
I'm better in every conceivable way than the tiny penis
Racist hate group member, fat fucking slob you are currently

comprised of privileged 
They make the rules obeyed by fools 
Who drown in pools of toxic shit and dissent
The armies of the poor deployed in their wars
We

And that's tea
You wasting my
Time is we talking
About some m's
Intuition high like a spy
Double O seven chackras
All in line 'till the
Motherfucking end
You

between a riddle and a curse
Told the masses I was driven by the churn of a
Rhythm in the middle of the earth

Now everything's a puzzle and a game

Whatever else, cut you by the tail, Yajirobe
In the maze way ahead of my time
Only got one shot to get it right, sight
Learn from me, sworn oath
More money,

Money tight, cold nights they ont mold right
Ls back to back recoverin from the old fights
Time passin by another year to lift my soul’s height
My

beautiful nightmare

When shit hit the fan, you see who's not a fan
You see the people in your life not keeping you cool
Instead you see the people that wanna

Cannon

The Juice

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 7

2006

you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by

up
Bring it back like Christ 'cause
All blue Chucks on black tee, Golds on
Smash you in your Redbottoms
Sock it you your throat zone
Smack it with my

know I'm dope by the look on ya man face
I'll buck'em until he numb, he won't even feel out of place, squatter cold case
Caesar can talk brought in

and a nice big yard
I just want a big big bag
I just want a big big bag
I wake up every morning
Bout 7 am
I gotta get the money
And the shit don't end
I'm

ZAPATERIA LLOYD  (F)  Alex Reyes, David Seitz, JH Ortega
Produced by Ignacio Umérez
Cover Art by Richard Hardy

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the pepper is out
If I'm feelin sorta nice, snatch you up in daylight
The location will be secluded, the room shape of a Cubix
If you can say it to my face, I

in the whip
Snakeskin, Bussdown drip
Sauce on me go and take a sip said
Sauce on me go and take a sip
Drip don't trip
Flick that pic
Edit that's crisp

feel better, you'll understand when you get older
He's not like you, he doesn't preplan every text
Edit the punctuation, draft it in his notes app
He

much pride to go ask for help
Grind for 7 years just to see my niggas sitting nice at the top shelf
We been cooking up early morning, know I'm really in