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the legends never had that
My levied dreams they growing fiends
Books by the dungeon
That reading so obscene
Shawty dance
Shawty shawty dance
Wipe that ass up

Criminal Minded
Shook up the Latin Quarter
DJ Scott La Rock, the Lord
Handed him his number, was young
But the group went on from Kris’s thunder
By All Means

Here I Come

Snass

Playa of the Year

2002

that already know ? my foes
I celebrate with a 3-by-3 ounces of mochaccino (Yeah yeah)
If you're for me ? don't even call me a hero
I'm just a simple man

An Then Smother 
We Listed by bar codes and numbers 
Rainbows bouncing on diamonds see colors
Loaf of bread on me it do wonders 
Ima coyote and you a road

a legend streets count ands blowing
Kush plants in a Lexus seat
No conversation if niggas ain't got
A check for me i'm all about compensation
Nothing you get

You don't need no palm reader
Slamming every obstacle feeling like you John Cena
Who that man I seen you with psst that's hella random
Girl you way too

I see you out there with your truck toy John Deere
It's gonna be a while before you shredd up the backyard
I see ya playing with your little toy

they're formed against me
But they won't prosper, back up on my Tintin; I'm proud like Oscar (Yeeet, Trudy!)
Feeling grounded planted by The Living Water;

Yeah, legend of the fall hotter than summer
I can see it in your eyes
You starving for that new Dom Kennedy

You been on my mind since we met, love

Rap Battles by Sarmad Rao
We have captains of PSL 7
LET'S GO!

Mein number one batsman, hun is dour ka Bradman
Marun ball ko like a madman, khaun

and a bitch can’t live without us


Do we have an understanding?
Was there some point you were confused by ...
I’m RARE and RARE, you understand...
That's

Doin' My Time

Jimmie Skinner

22 Greatest Hits

1997

On this rock pile, with my ball and chain
They call me by a number not a name Lord, Lord

Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time
With an aching

roadrunner (Runner)
Dunking on these nighas like Darryl Dawkins, bitch I'm chocolate thunder (Slam)
or shaquille with the magic (Shaq)
Your hoe numbers in my

sport, i didn't pout or whine
Took my L's, for every bout of mine
Always rose to my feet by the count of nine  
What it was?
Blue hats, orange stars
Hoops,

I'm the golden child never red headed
Never felt better on my lucky number seven
I'm the spark plug, my fist rebuttals anybody tryna start something

Nameless victims, nameless killers
Do you hear Dark Call?

The stench comes from the filthy surface
The air stops the moment of life
A place where no one

call it a tribute
We'll call our lawyers
We'll call it a day

Ally is the new woke
How else can I count the ways
The number of things that we stole
How

Eyes watching steady gaze
Trigger squeeze in the smoky haze
Monolith soldiers in ranks they fall
One by one to the Loner's call
As they march together

you will serve it
But there is only one who calls to you by His mercy
You could call it old fashioned don't matter how you word it
Commissioned

young Henry took the throne, Margaret, his consort
Then, Richard's Berengaria, recognized by the court
Isabella, in 1200 became Queen under John
Eleanor

I just esta the visa
Gave her badge like she's on blue pepper
Dark tints on the Beema
So I drive by and I do a John seena
I never did see you

Backroad doing ride outs
With map oh
Catch me up in the bando
No headgear but me I'm the capo
Omo no dey whine my guy guy man
Side by side you can't stand my

camarim,

-Remorsos tem criado um peso em mim,
Tou de pé só porque tem quem confia em mim,

-Girl she gave me her number, I looked at her face, like the hell

familiar with his chosen path
He raps like he's seen the finish line but blown right past
But, indeed he is a legend, by third floor standards
But they heard