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cuz I shoot like I'm Curry 

Ay wait straight, Nigga cant turn me down, make the deaf hear the sound 

Selling weight by the pound, another package

goddamned
If I'ma just sit back
While they chit-chat about sick rappers
Try to box me in with the riff raff
Talkin this that and the other
When the only one

And you obviously inspired by me, Pinterest
So hateful ungrateful
Hating back to back it’s so shameful
And what you lack is facts it’s so painful
And when

Moving too fast, I might peel out
Yeah (Oh)
I Hear em Slick talkin
Too many dawgs and they barkin'
Hm, they never gon' bite
Hmm, yeah, aight
It's time

walk around a bit
But Herschfelder was "Gettin' there"
Now they're getting chased and they
Get liked by O'Bannon wee, Wee
Wee squeal like a pig oh my
God

critiques
Don't nobody give a fuck what u Think
Cuz Ima do me
So let me be me
Let me be free
I'm bout my checks
I guarantee ya
I'm who up next
Comin for

on my pants now
It's held up by bands
(It's held up by wait)
People keep talkin don't know what to say
Hear all the chatter not showin' they face
Only

wasn't steady
This 9 on my hips turn ya brain to spaghetti
Catch him right there das a hit at the deli
Issa headtap we won't aim for the belly
Kick me a TD

bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend
I go to war bout my brothers
We kin but we got different mothers
We'll make ya ass dance like you usher
Never could

call out for help man
And we keep going until we hear the
Oh shit I'm moving
Now that's how they call them
They say well they know me
Niggas think they

loving you

[Verse: Kiddo Marv]
We both started talkin couple weeks ago, aint give me play cuz you thought i was fuckin so & so, all that accusing

somebody hurt
Y'know, like cupcakes, or lemonade, or pizza!
Or, hear me out, erhm
Brownies
Yeah, yeah!
Ay listen, only a certain number of y'all hearin' this

to be alone
Tell me whats this all about
I showed you loyalty, you dogged me out
Was taking bitches to your patna house
I don't wanna hear that shit you

A lot of people told me that I’d wouldn’t be shit remember most my peers laughed and told me I should quit now people wanna pay just to hear what I

kill if you're in real beef
And your name's on the poster
It ain't that hard to just
Drive by and toast ya'
Yo Jaja did your dad leave
Ya my dad left,

turn the radio down
But god bless now they talkin' bout layin' me down
Now they on about shovels in the weight of the ground
What now?
Preachin'

Art Club

Aceyalone

Hip Hop and the World We Live In

2002

Club
Walkin around, talkin to myself
But you're only crazy if you answer back and the chances of that
are high enough to scrape the sky, me myself and I

to go
("Hell no! You remember them bitches
From the show?") - Naw
("And two bad bitches I met at
The club dancin?") - Aight ("Called me up
Talkin 'bout

mattered to me

You left me once, left twice, you left me three times
I can't believe it but I still wantchya by my side
I see ya at the club, winding

the president
Yo you think you can take me for a victim
You think I rap way too fast
Now your thinking this grime ting
Ain't the in ting
But you know what? I hear

God bless now they talkin bout layin me down
Now they on about shovels in the weight of the ground
What now?
Preachin on the way that they handle thing

bringing heat you better bring more muscle
clways got my brothers with me now the trouble is double
You'll get knuckled and shovelled 
I'm talkin burstin

to forgive
I been trynna get right
You miss me in your life
Hate me being uptight
Hate me being myself
Wish I stayed by your side
Guess I saw who I like
Don't

Yeah One Mississippi 
Got them eyes on me
But ya’ll on too
When I’m on three
I might get ghost 
But I won’t hide
And It’s quite clear that my vibe 
Just