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dick for mari
Juana
I do it, for the boys for those who's aimless
I know
Ima make it I just need a spaceship
I've been anxious nervous
Living under

did it by yourself Like you ain't never asked your squad for help
Yeah I got a p on me I ain't talking to a Prada Belt
Money don't make you the champion

CHORUS:
Don't make me look stupid
Don't make me look dumb
For talking to cupid
And having some fun
The feelings so lucid
So why don’t you come

Toxic
I know that, I know that
You're not doing much for me
Ask me if trust you but I'm unsure
Maybe I should cut with you, love galore
Feelings in

coughin', chiefin', blowin' heavy holy dope
Playa fuckin' blessed by that funk, crunk by onion weed
Don't you think you higher than Lil Fly 'til you snort

The Humpty Dance

Digital Underground

Best of Hip Hop [Priority]

1992

look funny, but, yo, I'm makin' money, see
So, yo, world I hope you're ready for me
Now gather 'round, I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid

and the heart
I could choose to make stupid music
And abuse a loop or two to spit excuses
Feed you my pride till you run and hide
And find the worth of your

doesn't really fit your style
That doesn't really fit your style
You're just some stupid kind of guy

You think you're one of a kind
I'd say: "Another creep

some block boys wipe you out like its the lysol
You could have back when I'm done stupid stop calling
Yeah we do it big just ask the bitches they don't

I raise my cup, what the fuck is up
I'm young and stupid I got to cuss
Park the bus, y'all under us
Won't hang with you but the gang I trust
Clear

Girl, you messed me up you a phony
You're more stupid then my little pony

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah ooo

Where, where did the time

you know I couldn't care less
These dumb niqqas had to be switched up by smart fellas
And these stupid bitches had to be replaced by meditation
Writing

this all by myself
Yeah and everything I do just for me
I never thought we’d ever break apart but that’s just something you gotta see
Yeah
Swear I’ll do

Step Up

Freddie Foxxx

Konexion

2003

You're layin there, lookin at her photo in frame
And you're chirpin like a bird while you're singin her name
You call her every night, then you're off by

I cop the drip for my mans, ay
Iced out daily bitch goddamn, lil boy you know I'm the man
I'm fucking this bitch from the back, you rappers all cappin

Everything to Everyone

Everclear

Royal Flush: Live On-Air (WAAF Boston)

1997

that stupid dance for me

You do what they tell you to do
You say what they say
You try to be everything to everyone

You jump through the big hoop

Did you see some cops , surrounding me cause I’m dead
Or did you just see another POC deserving what I fed
Example for you
Boy last name Martin
Y’all

Omerta!
Aye!!
Ay ay ay ay
Tag it like that...
Ay ay ay
Niggas stupid
Dey a test u
Dey pussy
Dey dont know no mf betta
Keep it simple
I was sippin

I, don't feel like myself no more I can't lie
My self confidence just taking a dive
I need a third eye for all of these knives knives knives

You

an athlete
Don't pay for the melody
Won't pay for the mastering
Don't pay for the reverb
Compression or imaging
Never stopped movement
Were you listening
When

Mari how you been bro?
Man we tighter than kinfolk
Free you, till it's backwards, give a fuck bout what you in for
Cj really stared his killer dead inna

and down is really making us laugh
Oh look you're crying with your big stupid eyes
You got your feet run over by the lawnmower of life
You got your feet run

Yeah he all about the money
That's how we get down
Got a bag ready for me
Every time I come around
Been trapping by the pound
Been trapping by

your spine, makes you numb
And that's only around a quarter way done
So I'm sure you'll be dead by the end of the song
Ah man are you scared? I'm just