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Trips to McDonalds in parking lots
In Brunswick or Amboy right by the park
Get the music start
Turn up the beat
And let the trunk shake the whole fucking

know your range you should know your bounds
You be smoking mids I be smoking loud
You ain't moving work you ain't touched no pounds
But I do it for some

Go!

Jupiter Rising

Electropop

2007

Every day, the same day
It never changes
I hump the nine to five
I do what I do just to get by
I'm always fiending for a new life
Tonight's

bombin'
Taggin', writin', now you're learning! uh!
Four : DJ'ing, we ain't playing!
{*scratch*} You know what I'm saying!
Five : Beatboxing
Give me

A paper plane pilot
I fly private
What I do they try to mime it
I mean mimic this
The unlocked character ninety-nine percentages
I'm wavy off this

different lives but they're pretty intertwined
Tryna find the time to find the rhyme
Do you mind
Step aside
We been waiting for this our entire lives
So now

the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda buzzed

Videos, we making music now we are the radio
We want the smoke the beef unlimited that shit Rodizio
She riding me, I do my dancey dance, call that

these verses been fighting some wars but this shit therapeutic
She in love with my voice on track, "how you do it like that" she a fan of my music
Lil

passing by
Counting sheep to 9
If I ever make it I'll forget you but you'll stay inside my mind
I do my best to leave behind my past
But you're always

Adventures of Super Rhymes

Jimmy Spicer

Hip Hop Essentials [Box Set]

2006

two for the show
You got my beat, now here I go
You see, this DJ, he gets down
Mixing records while they go round
With the hiddip, the hop, ya just

cents
Y'all lost love for the game
Those were bitch moves
You was swallowed by the wave
And my ex got me thinking
A lot of things like
Maybe God should've

back and do it how they use to
Shine on your own merit straight from the muscle
Not measured by your carats or how many rocks you hustle
You probably

Remember
No matter what you do
Whenever you see blue
Keep your head down
Yo' hands up
And you live

music by myself, in the studio I Dwelled
Dropped a project but I can't really promote it
They're no shows and I hate putting work in fo' no one to notice

want to do it all by myself so I can get it out the dirt
Is it my fault that I still love you even though you made my feelings hurt
I don't need the fame

My que yea I gotta go go I rock by myself Ima solo
Can't fuck wit you niggas y'all homos
I do for myself ion need nobody
I got my own mind ion gotta

on the prize
If you wanna try me, then try
Up in the Alps eating Thai
I pull out the debit and swipe
Mixing things feeling right, I DJ for the night
This flow's

like we boutta eat a salad
Had to spit anotha one like DJ Khaled
Only do it for the game
Musics all we got
Chance the rapper futuristic
Kings of the dot

wanna hear you've never had no time
The stage is mine (Stage is mine)
Pulled up at Archies Oxford Road
Weren't worth the parking fine (Nope)
Music got me

place
In this YouTube video you rhyme
Like an expired Meeseeks
(Burp) Make like Zeep and bow to me
I'm more than all the Ricks
In all their alternate

except being rich
Everything else pass by we forget it

How do I be more timeless than money and diamonds
They used to wear purple robes cuz it was hard

of the new bitch
 But I feel in my soul 
She gone stand here by me 
cnd won't never do us wrong 
Locked in all 5 fingers understood 
If I'm wrong can't say if

in this art
For a cause, save the applaus for last 
As I blast and strive at a task
At a slow pace cause haste make waste
Most of you want to do what I