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a rookie stayed down since a baba
Finna go up the gangway
Gotta set an example
So cold that they calling me Santa
I know they gone flop like a sandal
I'm

beggin for some mo
So lemme fuck you good and slow 
Just tell me when ur set to blow
Il pump it up and then il go
Il fuck you good dont say no mo,

If opp

blow it down
Blow it down, blow it down
When we slow it down, slow it down, slow it down
The rain's the best when we

Late night when it's quiet

Blown Away

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all ain't shit on stage

[Chorus]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em

Bald Head Horse Man

Bizzy Bone

Speaking in Tongues

2005

handlin this business here

[Bizzy Bone]
They can never play me with they mystical readings
It's the bald head horse man, evil retreatin
One steppin up in

Squeezy he got drip like there was holes in a bottle
These bitches tryna read me can't you see I'm no novel
The way I keep a toaster by my side, no waffle

ever--Eddie Waring
Whether an up-and-under or an early bath
He was always guaranteed to make me laugh
No Coleman histrionics or Benaud Twang

Just down

Written by Jeff Coleman

Droning on and then it hits me
Fire’s hot to sear
Fight through another downfall
Succumb to fear

Whatever finds its way

wherever we bound by
Same block where they sell you a pack out of Crown Fried
To put me in your deck is like I brought you around mine
Just as long as you

stoppin
They see my style
And I know they jockin
Hawkin ya girl kuz you
Know im poppin
Da way dis beat be knockin
You betta getta rockin
Skittah made

is my beat
Haters clap it out I cut em’
By their hands and their feet
Cooler than Coleman Coolers getting
Higher then Luna’s
I Jiffy Lube ya… bitch up

Take Me Back

Van Morrison

Hymns to the Silence

1991

me back
Take me back (woah) to when the world made more sense
Well there's too much suffering and confusion
And I'm walking down by the river
Oh,

bitch
If you hoes
Had forgot

Hawkin me down
Think she tryn
Take my spot
Now
I'm wipin
The floor wit
This bitch like
A mop

He sayin
He love me
I get it

football billionaires, nigga you need me
Uh
Going over past woes and back blows and straight up stuntin'
This just the intro, my nigga, so just keep this

Singing high and low 

Feeling drunk like I shaki 

Ogogoro (2x)



Written by Kelvin Gideon Leo / TRBL /
Sub Hawkins 

(C)2022

wearin nothin besides some white gold
Tell em wait by the jet, cause traffic drive me psycho 

Bitch I want it all, I want it all
I want it all and nothing

Polo
Woooooo (yeah)
Aye, gimme the pound, you know I blow by the pound
Aye, gimme the pound, you know I blow by the pound
Aye, they copy the sound,

like faucet, I know by the way that they walkin'(By the way that they walkin)'
See I got money they hawkin', my shit it be costin, i'm flexin' that shit

down!

Says he, "You're a Black Baller by the
Cut of your hair
To-me, way hey blow the man down!
And you've robbed some poor Dutchman of
The clothes that

All Hands on Deck

Tinashe

Aquarius

2014

All in the front all in the back just like that, like that
I'mma blow your mind like that

Wasted hard
When you left me, you left me with no choice

Mally Mall!

We gettin' bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We

want the beef like its USDA
So we serve it up like my name Bobby Flay

We Goin Up
Everybody live in the city
Double down ride if you wit me
We Goin Up

Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow bonny breezes, my lover to me

I stood by the lighthouse the last time we parted
Till darkness came

father, father help me 

Send a helper from above 

People got me got me questioning 


When I go blow 

Go blow

When we go blow 

Go blow 

When you go