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Intoxicated
Just by the way that
I drink fast
And Im just mad
So Imma go hard
Imma go Whack
Thats just me
I don't ever lack
On the beat
And skeet,

stiching on the seats insides
White leather seat lookin real fly
Winking at the hoes as I ride by
Peep the gold tips on my exhaust pipe
You see the gold trim

The Lake is my playground
Encased by the mountains and
Walking on fault lines
The target is all mine
I summit to peak and I 
Reap from the gold mine

and "Don't Believe the Hype, "
"Can't Do Nuttin' For You Man"
"911 is a Joke" twenty years
We got here by actin' like common folk
Tourin' the world like

Sunlight falling bright over garden walls
Moonlight showers gold where living water falls
Orange groves are bursting out into green leaves

eyes are mesmerizing
I'm always fantasizing
I wanna hold your hand
And be your only man
Slow walks by the sand
Rose gold on the strand
Old souls,

I may not sell a milli
But I've been purchased by my
King He's forever with me
So what they talking bout no
They can't knock me down
Yessir I do feel

as sharp as a tack
And our minds are just blown by all for which you have a knack
And by who you are, the sum more than its parts
So this pride and joy daily

breaks out in the village near the castleGamelyn engage in a brawlA game where the winner will receive a ram and ring of goldVictorious he brings back

unwelcome death upon the tree
The lord agreed to take the gold, his life against the fee
By morning all his debts were paid, he could rejoice once more
But

times too
Faced a lot of challenges while I grew up
Sometimes I would really screw up
When depression came I was really stuck
By that time Satin'll be

Mack Attack [Bonus Track]

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp [Clean]

1992

out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out "Sir Too $hort" (Sir Too $hort!)
Don't stop that rap (Don't stop that rap!)
And it's just

ain't no cop
Bitch nigga we on Bitch nigga we on
Bitch nigga we hot
I get high on my own sir
Head you gon fold sir
Fuck all of my opps I been chilling

rough
Life became tough
Man can't get enough
Abused by her betters
Her name becomes gold digger
Nuff a dem no realize
She s a homeseeker
Knowing nothing

a small gold pendant hung around her
Neck
Our lips touched and our mouths melted together, our tongues lashing as I pulled her to me
A sexy smile, I swear

Sly was the dog that tricked your tribe
Stole the seed, licked the bribe
Dry was the log that burned your bra
Lashed the slave, bent the Tzar
Valour

still fall, yeah, I still fall

Medusa head, cutted off all her purses
Perseus led, still couldn't rid these curses
Underworld snakes, sly on the ground,

the rumors fly
Let them pass me by
You can't take my strut
So don't even try
Nice, big lie you found
Built your life around
Be a shame if I
Came and burned it

Game Over

Tinchy Stryder

I Love Grime

2012

shooters that are watching for me.

I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's 
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri

Border pe pehle banao meri mqazar
Lete ho quarter aur bolote ho war kar
Seema pe hgar fauji apne apne aap me gold sir
Apne aap me gold sir
Apne aap me gold

my boys gone do this till we shine without triggers
Pull up sly come say hi, don't you cry when we winning
Buy or bye smiley said it, yes sir
Lil nigga

Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

Joe Ely

Happy Songs from Rattlesnake Gulch

2007

pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen

Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir
Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome
Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch
Nigga fuck it, Imma