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Free Tay K I'm a young n*gga do the race
I wanna bankroll by the dubs
If a n*gga gotta show then we shoot up the club
Heart cold I cannot show love
These

We ain't here to uh, worry your patience Mr. Garrett
I'm just saying bruh why am I here?
Really just uh, had a quick question for you
You got

Oou you killing 
Wit' a walk like that

These eyes on you
Girl you looking so bad

You the type to make em
Love you and spend a check

Why you do em'

days ago, and I've been crying ever since
So I wrote this song about both of my grannies hear me out

Raised in the queen city, from a queen's village
By

around
He sees me but I stand my ground
Puts the barrel to my face I stare it down
Shot me in the leg man fuck that guy
It hurt so much that's why I cried

at me I'm steady dancin' in the club
I'm doin' numbers for the ladies
They all wanna show me love
Out here flexin' on my ex's
They know that I am the one

right in front of me
Welcome to the club it's my pleasure
I could put two and two together
Now don't be embarrassed by this, cause one man's trash is

You hear this shit is Eazy, you ain't gotta know the time
Rather be judged by talent instead of the hype
Ain't doing many features, imma set that

critical
Y'all need a code, slip these niggas throat
With that Dlou flow, got plenty more
I let these niggas know who they come second' for
Been on my grind

Yeah, I feel I've been doing
This for a lifetime
But y'all still don't know my name
But you gon' learn today

It all started back in 1994 boy
A young

tell that something wasn't right
All that empty space on the horizon
If you can't see a throne why even try?
Never did no drugs, maybe I should try

Thought You Might Wanna Know

Brooke Allison

Brooke Allison

2001

Don't need you that much
You're not special enough
To make me take a number
For your love

I thought you might want to know
Why I'll be letting you

ha

Rule number one, never trust a motherfucker
Oh yeah, I love her, but I don't trust my fuckin' mother
That's why you'll never see my empire crumble

stop and then did it again
(Whoo)
(Whoo)
(Yea)
The whole group is cute, I got dick for your friends
Take a bus to the club I might dip in a benz
If I'm

Juicy

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I

The World Moves On

Jens Lekman

I Know What Love Isn't

2012

The thermometer ran out of numbers
When it reached fifty degrees
I just lay down on the floor
With a bag of frozen peas
We saw plumes of smoke

life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home nine-trey
Took the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.)
Invadin' clubs, with brazy bloods (tell 'em)

crown and they don't want you around
They hailed from the Westies, three unruly chicks
Look at the time, they'll be here by six"
I stretched and I

HIV
Hope you don't get in the club with that fake ID
Why would you hurt somebody that you called your man for?
And I hope you get evicted by your

Hold Up

Stat Quo

Street Status

2006

Rap 84 of the 83, ain't rhyme them and they end with me, 
How you pay to get in the club, and then hate on the pressure y'all pay to see
Now we got

it?
What's a real thing if it disappears? How's it feel?
You gotta prove that shit
Gotta log in, gotta like my shit
Gotta stop by, you never do that

Amercian idol and stay little All mental
I’m in history book you take tests on
Y’all be on the bench I take reps on
Put me right next to Oprah dawg
The homie

the goal was to rise all above it 
Mondrian, Miami by the bar
Find me dippin in Hummus 
Pedal bike on the strip
Gettin blunted
It's a fact she called me Pooh

Mr. Freeze
If the temperature dropped by 10 degrees
Family over everything
If you running with me then it better be
Through thick and thin I'mma see you