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guap, that mean I get Cash
Got dope in the stash Spot, get it in the dash ma
Rock holiday my nigga, I'm the one they ask bout
We be gurpin', pullin'

Super Country Cowboy [Snippet]

Rockie Lynne

Lipstick

2006

Our daddy liked George Jones
Haggard and Buck Owens
Momma liked The Eagles and The Beatles
And The Rolling Stones

When I was just a little kid
I

reality and dreaming, scheming
Get deleted by my team when you least expect it
Flip the script then I wreck shit
Caught you by surprise, now recognize

me a


And I'm still rollin' a fattie but
I'm dippin' it into that water
And makin' me a wet daddy, the green monster
Tameka be tellin' me not to do it

Lifting Shadows

Oddisee

Alwasta

2016

' what you make of us and we make you succeed
And that's what makes this country great, it's built by those who bleed
It's built by those who came

I hope you got the message and it ain't sweet
But I can play by your mind games baby
Moody spicy mixed with crazy
Imma blast off feeling spacey 

I'm

lighting the way that it struck
That Glock like a wig it's ready to pluck
I pulled out my drac he got hit by a truck
Call me the monster underneath the bed

went out of my way on holiday to get shit for you
Every country we went to
Let me remind you that it was four
Five fucking flights
And a sixth to get

for me to buck up
Lose it all again but I ain't been the one to luck up
Used to be the favorite then Eli became the Fuck Up
Voices in my head
I been

to reach your 720… for you to conquer & succeed... awake the monster from his sleep… harness your mantra and achieve... and it, seems you're already on to…

the victory
I'm a monster in a human being
Spitting the hot fire
Like this you seeing
I'm a monster in a cage
With a bunch of purple haze
And it's tearing down

havin' to drop the howlin mic in his hand
Lookin' up doggone douchebags, now who's back at it like a Timberwolf
Havin' words of fun, comin' back up from

my ill thoughts
There's a bomb that's stuck in my head, I always hear it go "tic toc"
I feel like the crazy monster created by Alfred Hitchcock
Murder,

that any situation, I'ma
Find a way
More focus, I can't even give shawty the
Time of day
Bucks loaded and we treat the first like it's
A holiday

Stack

to greed

When we take our pride and livelihood and sell it overseas
And we compromise our freedom by a matter of degrees
Till the dreams we had believed in

fucked round brought a friend
Met em at the holiday inn
And we got it in,
I had them freaky bitches going
Was in Miami in the sand
With two bad bitches had

homage to the grave where they may lay my sarcophagus
Make it a holiday like it’s ‘Christmahannawannacuhz’
The world will fill and kill you softly with

not enough

Tried to repent hope it’s all just enough 
Texts that I sent 
Ultimatums I’ve done 
Mild abuse 
Still a monster become
Drugs that I sold

know I got it going harder
Like Father Like Daughter
I created a Monster
And you know we going hard back to back
Like Johnson and Johnson
We goin

to a buck-oh-five, real quick all fucks aside
You inside the the mind of a monster
Music from a dying breed
Menacing until I decide when we divide, then we conquer

Screaming and roaring, it sound like a monster
Buck twenty through traffic with somebody daughter
Been knowing the difference tween need and I want
And now I

celebrated holiday
But we gotta change that 'n' make every father's day
By not letting our actions say we don't appreciate
All the centuries men sweat to put

the field
And we doing the most
It's another
Day in the life
Of a couple of goats
Gon' be a cold night
Grab an extra layer of clothes
Niggas wanna pick a bone

passing me by
If I wake up and open my eyes then I try not to waste it 
Focused on goals but I'm try'na be patient 
Not try'na be basic 

If I'm in my phase