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I been the greatest since four seasons of loneliness
My favorite place is my throne, for real its coziest
The shit you rap is so old, can smell

Shut Up

Common

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

this time 
been wrong to chop somethin done by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin season was in
Hell cause they figured me for

crawling with creatures 
They ain't believe it 
Hit after hit ain't no mosh pit 
Grinding 360 all season 
They say that I'm sick like I'm sneezing 
They

I’m feeding
Hit the bank
leave it depleted
Bag it up
I think I’m greedy
Transformed
Switch the season
Must be cloudy
Or they shady
I’m the one just like

Like Kobe bean in the 4th
From the floor to Forbes
I got it raining poring
You know i keep that sht on me
I only check in four seasons
Got ah check erry

Everyone who hated found up dead in my city
Open up my new lanes change my flow
Every four season
Shoutout too my main thang for keeping it so real

don't slip
Doing bad shit give me two to four lips
Four to six mins we make twenty-six kids
Give me five days give you thirty-six hits
Ninety-million

was
Trinity's three limes sliced cousin
Everyday day we die for reasons
In a four by four raised bed
More born per season
War kill gods
Cost increasing

Heard bro was sneak dissing behind my back but i couldn’t see it . And these niggas make money for stupid reasons posted same block 3 fits 4 seasons. Bro

Hey man, what we gon' do
Let me open up this 2017 season for these motherfuckers
Sleeper
Its 4th and inches on the line of scrimmage We down sixes, I

With the 4:11 gears eat the quarter in a sec
I got a quarter in a sack
I'm ah burn it in a hour
Pack of 5 swish sweets with some amaretto sour
Take me

the east but still was raised in the south
4. By 16 I swear I was raising myself
5. When you got ya own sauce it’s cool to double dip
6. You could call it

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

Pocket Philosopher

Mandy Moore

Amanda Leigh

2009

not pretty when it hits you in the face.

Hey, come on let's play a song.
Two or three or four.
Five or if you want more.
Or maybe you got

if there was no Preme
There was no cat
And the game was run by Prince and run by Pat
It's the killa season
Who the fuck need a reason
These faggot

robbin' season now
La-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da

They cut my palms with paper
Made from her Autumn leaves
I'm bleedin' out disclaimers
Into my

Big Boy Talk

Maynard Ferguson

Father of Asahd

2019

of these niggas singing like Trey Songz
Half of my kilos insured by State Farm
Niggas doing hits for free, don't even pay for 'em
Twisting up expensive

it was fake (it was fake, whoa)
4 Seasons, yeah, we loccin'
Post up with it like I'm Kobe
Dog food, Beethoven (Beethoven)
Neighborhood Crip, I'm

God Speed

Royce da 5'9"

Book of Ryan

2018

had to do to blow up was an album packed with features
I don't relate to common folk, they focus on the comments so 
I'm gonna roll a Tesla Roadster

You see I write my name in stone as I grow into my own
I'm bad to the bone and a beast I'm in my zone
No need for hallow tips or 9 that's plated by

a loss only set back
These niggas hoes I send them titties where they breast at
Might spend yo corner hit yo ass yea with a step back
My lil nigga gone

out here buying cars
To cover the pain of trauma and scars
Fuck Mars 
Is far away
If you go you have to stay
You don’t come back one day 
No season 4

the man that I was yesterday is who I'm gon defeat
Mano a mano, they gettin' messy like Lionel
Might go make a few albums and then go kick it with Bono

wildin young bulls gotta be careful
OGs they still at the corner
Dropping bangers every four seasons
Tyfizz he picking up weight
2023 is right around