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they're
The only man she beats
Swearing on her life by elevating
What's she doing?
Now Paul's become the man to please
Sport's got the man his P
She a funky

OtterBox
Only holding pics so I call it reaching if you say you're shooting clips
No time to shoot the shits
Gotta prep this evening
Get my speech in
They're

(Nah)
Probably find me burning something good you
Can call that "smoking aces"
(Hey, hey hey hey yeah)
Compliment the chef, in the lab
Making greatness

(shit)
Bravetainment
You know that shit is my call
Let that shit echo like new rooms and drywall
I'm like night crawl
I'll disappear like Undertaker does

on a city you ain't been in yet? (Huh?)
You and y'all lil' niggas still lame, I stand by that
They call me Diizii, but not 'cause they think I spun on some'

people that i love
Only see em when We win
You don't answer for yo dawg
In my bible that's uh sin
Hit that mark Like Paul gasol
Outback shooting shit wit

when I let go and laughed and yelled death by sedan 

I classify homeless when writing my rhymes, Kuz I’m hungry I’m starving I feel it inside, I got

Stomp

DJ Nite

Nitemare, Vol. 2

1997

want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by

On a power trip, drive by hit that spray Ain't Ciara nigga ima have to rustle Future
Bitch we stick talk ain't no fucking Kama Sutra

Boss Ross hit em with dat

any means and to me that's what you call a boss
I'm in the coup yea
150 a speed demon and I got no roof yea
I'm balling on em like Paul Pierce they know

Just Don't Give a Fuck [A Cappella]

Eminem

Just Don't Give a Fuck

1998

Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,

Just Don't Give a Fuck

Eminem

Just Don't Give a Fuck [CD5/Cassette Single]

1998

Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,

Just Don't Give a Fuck [Album Version]

Eminem

The Slim Shady LP

1999

Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,

need a transplant and a new gut
But I can't seem to find em tough luck, When I die don't get rid of my stuff
You should know by now I don't give two

live by the code 
But still tweaking 

Put it in yo face 
Them diamonds be becking 
Vvs be becking 

Treat a dime like a skit 
We can link 
We can fuck

Hate To Say

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

fuck it, oh well
A nigga flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and skits
Niggas mad I'm remixing

dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh

I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his

dead nigga walking Frankenstein
Y'all was in a line I had to skip I couldn't waste no time
And I'm on my grind call me Chris Paul cause I'm dropping

break off orgasmic pleasure
bring them to Mu-Shu fellas, who you tag teamin'
baptizin' wit ceemin' exercisin' them with demons
I go by the name of paul

ain't how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me
The D's call me by my government name
I be dumb and shoot up parks 
Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus

of them sirens I dont buzz
Pick a cop that bugs me amateurs

[Chorus]

[Skit]
Oh man I'm out of gas
Let me stop by this house and see if anyboody in there

Yo
Couple homies
Couple homies, aye
Couple homies they be sippin' like my tribe
Couple homies they be, they be sittin' by my side
Shootin' stars,

that say that say that
Catch me californicatin' on vacation down in Florida
Used to get 'em by the quarter now I get 'em by the border
We had bricks

believe in seeds, only the forms they find it

Feel like I'm waiting for transformations
I judge my art by my own impatience
And my manhood
How can I define