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me
"Bitch is something you can't say!"
Bitch you already banned me by tweeting your little thread
Hashtag hashtag, throw 'em in the trash bag
"Oh my

Watch me I do what I wanna
I don't just stunt in the summer
You said I can't but I'm gonna
I'm always down but stay one up
Watch out for me I'm

the kingdom
Run back to first situation
Lame so don't pay no attention
Turn down by radio station
My head there's no competition
Trolling and fishing the reason

though
For TV and radio
So now we online
We might even hit it off
The times of our lives
It's finally lit of course
Harder than the drive
When it comes

that, I wouldn't do THAT
But by doing that, I just proved that, I COULD lose track, and then do it back
Or even worse stuff, like prideful arrogant,

flooding my soul
For a while me haven't been whole
And we won't fix it yeah

Please speak your mind if there's
Something you wanna tell me
Don't know if you

glasses i suffer from ADHD
I should win a fucking award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh nigga
Fuck Vons ace

By the passion of the poet
If you don't know
Please don't act like you know it
You look like you got something to say
You better hold it
Cuz when I get

ain't with the fuck shit
The bitches we be ducking
Turned nothing into something
I came up in here with the gang gang
It be the name of the game
It be

The balance is preserved by
The snails climbing the santa Monica cliffs
The luck is in walking down Western Avenue
And having the girls in a massage

But she dont really give a fuck, cause she post all our biz on da book
Steady fiening for attention
Thank you want to get exposed, k, that is not a good

empire, no realtor rap
I probably got a billion raps, uh
I'm bout to pass a bill to rap, uh
If I don't get signed with Cole by Hov I'll ghostwrite and make

went sour from the deal
See I got energy for enemies who act like their a friend to me
Then once my back is turned the code is broken then I'm left

Welcome back to that blue station
And I'm your host, DJ Azul
And if you're feelin' blue, ya already
I'm chillin' with a young king
By way of Alabama

Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searching
Searching for shelter again and again

Against the wind
A little something against

it's something bout dem lips and dem hips and that smile
That make me wanna stay right here for a while
I like the way you rock your body
Lady in

(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas
Stands on a lonesome plain
Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe
Hardly ever rains
The good people who live there
By

an option for
I've had this feeling since I was a kid
That I have been destined for something great and this music shit, it be paving the way
And man it's

Alot of record labels been trying to get the bacon
By making a brother into something he is not and
You're better of and dammer on a farm picking cotton

the job site
Every day for my kin
On the weekends
I'm writing songs with my friends
Making music
cnd it's a beautiful thing
I wanna do this
Start a biz

seem so strange when isolated
Juxtaposed and repeated by a creeper and I
Meet a lot of those

I'm in a smoky room, sweating out of control
A jazz record

when I'm caught in a vice
But it's all about him, how he soared to these heights
Tryna put me down hard cause he's bored of his life
Used to fall for

the shit

Bitch, my momma was the first person to
Show me how to cook it
I was at home serving cookies
For little niggas playing hooky
Every nigga want it

Addicted to Bass

Josh Abrahams

Wild Reunion, Vol. 4

too hunger for the beast below.
Listening to the radio, I feel so out of place,
There's a certain something missing that the treble can't erase.
I