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Something super liminal at minimal
I'm maximum but minimize the miniscule
Serious as cereal that's been dripped
On by the milky way
My color is my complex so

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
By those that were slow as molasses
Take this

As for me and my house, I'm not bothering by what man may say,
When 5 years none of our people have died, and there's never been a casket rolled through

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

Trust Nobody

Master P

Mama's Bad Boy

1992

house
To them niggaz down by the store
When niggaz say they like me
That's the same motherfuckers in the game that tried to shice me
Mama say boy you have

never really touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda fucked me up
I never thought he could be here then he could be gone
I

tour, dog, I cleaned house
They mad I made it, I'm so conceited
Feeling myself, ego masturbating, I graduated
After album five, I got syndicated, you

and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid

Dignity

Nana Mouskouri

Return to Love

1997

the tongues of angels and the tongues of men, wasn't any
Difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade, house on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand

Instead I brought in a million
A new house and a million
Bitch I'm tryna raise kids and

I said first off
How can I say this all politely?
Fuck

(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture

Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one

You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like

on
Y'all are wrong
I'm not off to start a war with T-1000
Bout to shout in a crowded live house and louden my rap
The doubters be drowning in my saliva

I always remember that summer the clearest
Thriller at Blockbuster, zombie appearance
I need a raise 'cause I'm
Hungry and dead broke they told me

ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't

Bloodline

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture

pound n distribute shit by the ounces
Bitches loungin round the house it's gettin crowded wow
My boo be countin mountains of money for my accountant now

I'm a Ruffryder

Jadakiss

A Gangster and a Gentleman

2002

to leave a room flat, twenty niggas dead
No money, no jewels, bullets in they head
Ain't a nigga you know could fuck with the god
I said that was just

to fade
Dead wrong pageantry, lottery and games
Sleight of hand provided by extravagant and fake
The carnival tilt bell the hustle for the age
They

Mostly but I can mostly ghostly
And I know mostly ghost me but that's not a problem
If I had a problem with this shit
I would make an album
I drop it on'em

Surrounded by feds
The Pain
Bruce felt
Finding out
Alfred was dead
Riding around
With these voices
So loud in my head
Crowded like the crowd
For a
New Years

head keeps pounding
Sounding like some voices in it kinda getting crowded
Astounded that they kicked me out it
I'm controlled by another entity
Telling