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I'm back, blowin' up like the World Trade
Throw your hands in the air
While the music plays
Comin' live and direct from Dimension X
Where bitches

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks

And have me stuck with all of our memories
I ain't talking suicidal tendencies
Our love hard to miss like a center-piece
Everything in this world is so

to ride?"
Yeah, my pocket's hurting, hate to see moma working
Wasn't only ready to ride, I was ready to die
He said "tomorrow meet me here, 9AM and don't

and it's not to pray' then I found out it was already done by Madonna and Lana Del Ray. 
Like am I supposed to not use this line now? It's shit like that

on
The disguise flows mellow with my zoo sense strong
I am too tense dog
Pop a few stems
New cleanse
Stabbin Mike Pence with a few gemstones
But only metaphorically

even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an i

a bishops on a chess board
Working hard, every shift has went late
Like how am I supposed to stop if I got rid of the breaks
Kept the cat inside a bag but now

I don't have it all figured out
I've been taking it day by day
I tell myself get out the way
I'm gonna let You handle it
Somehow You been working it

women asking "what's the scent of your fragrance?" to center of attention
To dinners in Vegas, then all the way to Japan racking up yen
Now I'm all

when all you can think is what you could have had
Had

Spent a dozen years, oh, moth to light
Center stage, they all know your name. Was sure I was right

soul for millions, ah
I don't need no black Ferrari
I am not no carbon copy
I just speak so silky smooth
And all your shit be choppy choppy
God sent me

I keep my heart the closest never on my sleeve
Cause the world wanna see you bleed if you tryna lead, uh (Yeah)
First off this not an album it's

in it and the homegirls tell it
And i am cooking up the classic
And let whole world smell it
I was born a real nigga
And i'mma die the same way
West

whole, like, albums
You know what I'm sayin'?
You done turned hoodrats into some superstars, man
For real, hahahaha

When I was countin' down, these

and they be thinkin they can change my fate
But they dead wrong I am truly very sorry mate
Cause my mind is made
Ima rap to get paid
And there ain't nothin

Michael
Got a hunger to wipe out the rival like I am a rhino
ride to my home inside I'm alive in my bible
eyeballs are obsessed with the truth; took off

and feeling discouraged
Numbers are going stagnant
I fear that I may not flourish
12 am, the album dropped
As I listened I start to hear
The shit he saying now

Remember Me ( Patrick Day Tribute)[Extended]

I am Patrick Day..... Yo yo my brother (You knew this 

One was coming) we down here missing you. In

And the doubts
I got my foot on the gas
It's touching floor
Visions of touching yours walls
Soon as I bust in the door
So baby please can you wait
I promise I am

remain
Trips around the world from dubai to Spain
Image been too clean so they try to stain
But I don't mess with disdain
Or this dame
It's not even a joke

I finally feel alive, hah
I finally feel alive
Last year I was 25, life caught me by surprise
Thought that I was gonna kill myself, but I made

got nothing to worry 'bout after life
Bet I'll never trade for 25 to life
This is what I'm all about
I rep' my Lord my Saviour and I still live by

the way of the human trade
Anyways
I've got to learn to appreciate more
The person that I am
And thus alleviate or
I'll feel ashamed
And feel a certain