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Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five

From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when

of The Great Stones
What's hip hop without lyrics 
Like God without His Word
You can't separate the Two
Its inevitably absurd
I'm not saying that 
God and hip

Remember spitting some real lyrics 
That'll wreck shop  
It was all about skill and creativity
We were built for longevity
But now it's became like

Yo man is there like anything you love
What do you mean by anything
Like, just, do you love anything
I mean, I uh- Oh, I know

I'm in love with

I'ma call you bluff, call you bluff, call you bluff I'ma call you bluff

I'ma call you bluff, man, you ain't buff, man
You built like you got hit by

check 
Just like my sneakers

I've been patient- I Been waiting- I Been Scraping by 
No hesitating- No debating- I just take what's mine 
I'm devastating

you'll be regretful
Unmarked car in the rearview mirror man this shit suspenseful
You talk shit in your lyrics only bad for the instrumental
This chick

Forces, a Drac, you can't fuck with me
If you want it come see who can test to me
By myself, I don't got no dependency
Get you gone with a check it's

or am I lost in a fantasy’s Ha ha 
I’ve got a bastard soul locked behind the lyrics that I write are you listening 
Cuz I’m only gonna say shit once are

Don't Stop

Spice 1

Blocc Movement/Tales From the Crypt

2016

Pole
Too cold to hold lyrics froze my wrist and my hoes
Number one Thug Lord, fuck wit us!
I won't lie the whole world gonna rush wit us, tell em

Grown so much in a year
You can just see by the look on my peers
You can just see by the look on my enemies faces like "how did he even get here?"

to heaven gate
Lord forgive those who confused me by compering me to this other  niggvs father forgive they made a big mistake
Kill you by surprise like

really goin Cause ain't no love in these streets
Before you start playin' with them FNs
You better go find some peace
Cause you don't wanna die by that gun

bigger by the day
Man admit it I'm showing niggas flames
Fire emoji's on all of their faces
Fire emoji's on all of my lyrics
Fire emoji's on just my

tell them what to do
they say yes sir and do what I choose
My lyrics like gum, they are what you choose
And I'll never just sit in the back like caboose

If you could tell by the look in my eyes I had enough my life been rough
I'm trying to hold back the thought of giving up
Sometimes I keep my nose

the bag 
I'm Popeye armed popping his meal, my arm stronger than Neil 
I'll represent Clarke Kent and play the part by the wheel
Sharpen skill before you

single note is dancing on grids
We're not making music by only "clicks"
The sky is your limit because you've lost the spirit
I don't expect you to dig

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood

by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
But

soul, no goal, cold stroll
Down the snowy road I roll, knowing I am all but whole
Five minute half-life, when I rap you laugh, right?
Know my lyrics rhyme

either 

Never that impressed by the guys like you 

Hatin' ass mind when the vibe glide through

Never been present in the moment, I see 

Never seen

[00:00.000] Booty Music - 戚爷
[00:01.420] Lyrics by：Git Fresh
[00:02.841] Composed by：Git Fresh
[00:04.302] When it be going like that boom boom