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smacked by me and your momma
I’m blowing this up like Osama, feel like a volcano I’m spittin this lava
I’m driving a Honda, I’m pouring some Vodka
My girl

I'm a walking puddle
Bitch I know you see me dripping
I cleaned up my image
Now they looking at me different
Started doing numbers
And I made some

price,
Keep dreaming, living my life, still grinding to get my shine,
High skills like Tech N9ne,
Rhyme hit you like drive-by,  grab mic and let's ride,

I

I’m like
I don’t fuckin’ know, bro
Pussy fat and pink, so I call it fuckin’ Slowpoke
No joke, have that fling, disappear like Roanoke
So soaked, grab yo

Hi
Where am I?
Yo, where am I?
Yo, where am I?
Somewhere that's nowhere
My mind is evrywhere
Just a kid that's narcissistic
All he's got is himself

bout yo opinion nigga neither your likes don't give a fuck bout what your mood is neither your life I'm a get bread up out this music shit bet that on ya

backspace
I agreed to a break
But your intention was fake
We used to walk around Venice together
Listening to Tom Misch, Ne-Yo and Tedder
I would throw a joke

spirit, attitude, or the discretion
Yes, I've been passing can't face it upfront
Emotional base doesn't help the build up
Like wounds full of salt
Yo enough

Et baissez pas les bras quand c'est dur
Car c'est dur pour tout le monde
Même si de l'extérieur la vie est belle
Yo mon frère
Sois fort
Tu sais,

[Verse]
Yea... Yea... Ay yo
The things I've seen in life will make you choke by surprise
Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes

or night
All colors are dynomite 

We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side 
A common foe we'll fight

Yo

(That's your fight) 
Cause we like that, yo 
We together 
(Unity means strength) 
We can handle anything in this fucked up world 
(Anything at all,

paused
Going nowhere cause life got you by the balls
Stop being a little bitch if you wanna be rich at all
Cause you really want it all right
Damn

Men of Respect [Album Version]

Kasino & The Lox

Nasty Girl

1998

Luchion 
Yo I don't toss it when I pop I just run up in the spot 
Pour acid on my glock and start burying the pot 
In the back yard, used to have

or night
All colors are dynomite 

We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side 
A common foe we'll fight

Yo

Shut your fat face
I gotta blurt it in a verse because the
Twerps is throwing dirt up on my name
It's Peter Sparker, known to grip it
Quick to skip

you be mad
I'm thuggin' I'm beatin' yo ass
I'm burning you I got it bad
Spin a pussy n**** like he Cinderellla
Catch ya slippin' bullet in ya cerebellum

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Yo, Grant's self description, a self-conscious mix of Sesame Street 
Trap rap, and a bit of futuristic, a little Rivers Cuomo and a can

of the bluest inks your iris ever saw
(close to insanity)
One child prodigy with a vision in his core
(close to insanity)

(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, slippin'

yo what’s goodie 
M24 no b we don’t boogie
Dem boy dare baffed who shot at the gang
Ask anyone it was c3 boogie
(Wargwarn)
Heard your man turned up

wise
Raised by grandma
She said don't be like Pa

Gotta break da cycle
But it's hard when you like him
Gettin' plugs with better prices
Fade after fade

your arms, chewed up by animals

(Verse 8: PMD)
On your mark, get set, ready to go
Green light, checkered flag, time to get that dough
And ayo, in

touring
Keep up the pouring
That poison yo organs
I'll keep putting powder front of my forehead
Popping them pills
Til these artists there's more dead

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