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Ertz like 8 6
Pics on IG
@ Me you cant find me
Check again you try me
Alternate the time b
Chillin all the time c
Peep horizons
Call Verizon
I’m the star

Price of the brick went up

Like Prop Joe and Marlo (uhhh)
Niggas moving hard dope (yup)
When they ask me what I know (yup)
I'm vacant like Chris Partlow

Yeah you got a big check in advance
But they running up a debt on that ass
They promote it, when your album'll drop
But you owe em' when your album

it 
I just rolled em up tryn get fried so ima burn em 
Spent a stimmy on a glizzy nigga Ian fighting 
I been getting cash got more checks than joe

Since Joe's dive bar
It's been eight
Long years
I laughed so hard
I was in tears
You see he took a
Community college class
To expand his ego

Brothers Feel Fly

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

Master-charge-Card's doin work
Eight thousand grills, all these Franklin heads, big head bills
You go 'head wrap balogna sandwich in yo' backpack
School kids up no

Hiatus

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

eight times, almost thought my brother died
See he was raised different, I know his mother tried
His arms tied, I'm tryna teach dude to touch the sky

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the mule in the morning and plow

Big Jack Earl was eight foot one
And he stood in the road and he cried
He couldn't make her love him, couldn't make her

Get Behind the Mule

Tom Waits

Mule Variations

1999

the morning and plow

Big Jack Earl was eight foot one
And he stood in the road and he cried
He couldn't make her love him, couldn't make her stay
But tell

Mental Case

Kool Keith

First Come, First Served

1999

to blow niggas
Tech 9's, carbines, pointin' in your fuckin' faces
Thirty-eight magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em
Q his kid left there, with

how we be
Yo pass the bong

It's the return of the king like the lord of the rings
I'm back in this bitch and I'm doing my thing
The Joe and B. Crowe

Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by

Aye

Fetty Wap

Aye

2017

fo' real
Ay, pull up on ya big wheel
Ay, niggas eating big meals
Ay, all day big crew
Ay, 90 y'all burn to shit
Ay, that's a million dolla building

of 8 ball
And only 3 feet tall
He said welcome and greedings to your new land Joe
I said who the fuck are you, "Sky Lolo?"
He said I'm a pimp, a player,

it
Big bag Ronnie, got big bags on me, my wallet a duffel and shit
Play with the pros and suffer the cons, my nigga that shit's what it is
I need my

of the 8s, I think you get that by now
Big hit drop men you can’t handle this Bass
I’m winnin’, take notes if you’re a rookie
Don’t hate on me coz I got it

cannot erase
Take copy and paste
Penning these verses and eight
The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste
Characterized by world issues full
Of drama

Bright ideas like Thomas Edison
Big mouth but I'm not a pelican
Want some uncontrolled adrenaline
Pop the medicine, roll a tenner and
Grip the counter,

on a Remmy na fine miss mukami
Lemme be prolific on bars na si utani,
Mendo new mau mau uko bado ni flan
Big up zakaa by now Nina mizan…
Had to pay homage

A yo let me start by saying (say what?)
I'm Sean Price motherfucker I ain't playing
(say what?) you heard me
Catch me in Brownsville projects

own anus
Reapa bound, every song, every track
Killamanjaro, you get hit with this MAC
I be sippin' apple juice, they smokin' on crack
Album coming soon,

an instance you’ll be lost by tomorrow 

Seem the only time we talk is when i talk on song 
See we used to have a spark, my only spark is my blunt 
Yeah i need

me standing tall shooting marbles & playing basketball stealing cookies from Joe playing hookie from school putting dukes & xcurls in our hair acting