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Yeah aye we in the streets sellin' stardust
Yeah uh we in the streets sellin' stardust
You take the first hit first minute you'll be fine
By the second

Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from

whyle out whenever I hit the flo
Its a famon all dried out but im feeling invincible
They zombies for follows they do anything for clout
If i catch this

What's the 411? [Remix]

Grand Puba

What's the 411? Remix

1992

across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man

Intro

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

baby
Check this shit out right here, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head

One, Two, Three, Four, Five
Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, ten
Are you ready!
Další rok další album sick byl
Jsem a dál budu sick
Uplynulej rok byl sick

know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm

from the far
Makes you feel like you just got hit by a car
Knock you sliding all the way across the bar
Better count on it this is going to leave a scar

night we performed Badlands
In it's entirety i'm gonna tell you what
There's not a single radio hit
On that album and they
Still sang every fucking word

I'll carry until death suspended by marionettes
Whiskey breath pairin' wit cigarettes; chest carrion flesh
Face carryin' stress. Nevertheless, I'll

lyin
Tryin to dig deeper like I'm minin
Met her back on black ops 1 zombies
Thought she sounded cute in the lobby
I can never handle things calmly

early to serve them zombies
She don't look bad without makeup
I still won't take these hoes shopping
A y'all been capping since day one
That shit don't

across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man

Bora
Mosh pit death, another body caught on tour
Consumed by the greed watch
Living things bleed
The Catcher In The Rye the
Literature that we read
When

on a thousand
No shit you can borrow
I been the man since a git
No snatch
Yo bitch she a thot
She get hit from the back

Thirty go by a new bitch gone twerk

on 'em papers so them courts are goin' back and forth
Dealin' with probation, man, they all said I'd be back for sure
Mommies turned to zombies from that

hard live by that motto
All them haters they follow

Hit that bitch once I got options
Why you talking
Gawking
Got this album dropping
While he flopping

hits are made by 10 fold
Yukihira in the kitchen we be servin this cold
Internet rappers in the cut we makin shit gold

Playing poker with yo bitch

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

be somebody rich
Look
But for now this what you get
Nigga been chased a hit
Maybe a number one album
But we gotta wait for the outcome
But I'm only

sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!

Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't

a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,

confused
The last album raised the bar, but this gon' tear off the roof
Read all about it, get your fix in, I'm independent
Ain't got a deal, but I can tell

of the road just gets nearer
As my life passes by me in the rearview mirror

I try not to hurry
But worry catches up and tries to win the race
So I hit the gas,