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Father figure Ronnie
You was by my side
Hip-hop Bridged a bond between you and I
Jam Master Jay Grandmaster Flash and the furious five

popcorn
Aye, Dragon flow Z, yeah you niggas know me, I been rolling and gun totin'
Y'all niggas know I'm bout it, coolest dude in the world, Until I get

strapped up like I roll With soldiers
And I ain't never been the one to be the smoking Gun
I'm on my Jay-Z shit, I'm just pimping and brushing Off my

Pack Flow
Prod. by Yung Nab

Yeah yeah
All we do is hustle...

Yeah uh-hu Yeah

Bag up the pack, We taking that
Got a full plate, I’m Finna smash
I

casket 
Then I give 'em a can of hold your ashes 
Visions of the killer for we rose a passin 
True killer, true thug, never show no passion 
Hit your

What'cha Gonna Do?

Shyne

Shyne

2000

pissy drunk stylin', staggerin'
More than you can imaginin'

Thoughts randomin', runnin' through my mind
Like who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z

I'm Jay Z
A bitch will never be one of my problems so they hate me
Bitches come my way when they tryna have fun
Break up with they man just so they can

Imagine a million men marching with guns
Total unison and spark all at once
Starting revolutions with the bars from my lungs
By igniting a huge house

canceled
Young buck, dumb fuck
I'm two guns up, "Ryde or Die" 'til the sun's up
"Gangsta and a Gentleman" dog, I got class
I'ma send a bunch a roses

Amorphous

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

Eighths to the face spark a jay every sun up
Throw the hatred away start embracing each other
Faking it won't get you greatness my brother
Trust me you

These Ni**as Ain't Real

Big Tuck

Purple Hulk

2004

We'll come to your doormat, (*gun shot*) hold that
Bitch niggaz talk down, real niggaz tote rounds
Move crack through the town, survived up and down
Been

on the streets
I respect the dude Nas 'cause he married Kelis, but still
If you ain't ready, just wanna be my fiancé
Than we could do it like Jay Z and Beyonce

rappin', got rich, now I'm tryna get him home
Yeah, somebody tell Meek and Jay-Z help me go get my cousin
Ain't got time to play with this shit
Don't play

with a front for me
Nothin in life came free
Drunk in love just like Jay Z
Surviving the game come like Day Z
I step in the booth go real crazy
Motivated

youth
And I ain't nothing like no Jay-Z
I'm just doing right by these booths
And I ain't ever been one to pray to God
I just pray to God I let loose

So

Addiction

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

afflictions
Addiction
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Nirvana, had 'em dancing with Mr. Brownstone
Guns followed by roses laid on the gravestone
C'est la

when I

Write each bar and I speak from heart
It ain't ever me rapping I just meet the parts
From Pac, Jay Z, Nas, AZ
And Eminem, some of these Gods they

Together we'll weather any storm
When the skies get hazy
Thunder don't faze me
You can be out of my league
Hold you down like Beyoncé and Jay Z
I'll pay for

like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things

Laying a proper ground work's essential to go
From Public Enemy to Tribe Called Quest
To Jay-Z, Diddy, Pharrell, Drake, or Kanye West
To where our world

but Momma chose the wrong block 
Had them bricks in like 
Jay z I grew up by the hard knocks 
Lil mama she crazy 
Suck me off  when the ball drop 
I

to been drop, sorry for the wait
Your gun in your bag, my shit on my waist
I can't even play
This the real one, I don't fuck with no props
Never met Jay-Z

Rose from the Deena where
The grass is greener ye ye
My nigga X to the Z in the strong warm steady
That's it? Maneski, The Deacon, Black Tie
Front Line

Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Doing my motherfucking thang
Feel what I'm saying
This here, for my