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at them ingrates
So Guess Who's Back with album two?
Trying to be Like Mike in Bow Wow's shoes
Aired up thinking that I made that Space Jam
Paired up with

an album now you know where my money went

I'm writin to double it, double the knot the shoes I'm runnin in
Release the album, double down on the money comin

I said, "Excuse me miss I only wanna buy shoes" (big boy)
She said, "I love you Murph, especially in the white and blue" (big boy)
I said, "The

Try to make some steps in my shoes
They want be comfy, you'll have to choose
They're meant to build, not to lose
They're made of iron, dreams

sing, girl

Yeah yeah

I'm so much sticking with your average
I wanna be in underground classic
But the Album Spanish
So when your best day you press play

Scarlet Begonias

Grateful Dead

From the Mars Hotel

1974

begonias or a touch of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with
The look that's in her eye
I had to learn the hard way
To let her pass by, let her pass

Extreme

Ed O.G

The Truth Hurts

2000

Till I get enough blues and bad news to blow my fuse
Walk a week in my shoes
Concentrate like the camp on the Jews
We drop jewels, while others blow

on a cruise
Pokin’ at you like a nail In Ya shoes
You got everything on yo own by got damn self what they fuck they gone tell you to do
Change you lane 
Got

in is drainin' me
Days are goin' by it's like all of it feels the same to me
Wake up, go to class, eat, sleep, life's on repeat
Autopilot, how I'm

a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I
I took the one less traveled by.
I traveled these open roads

Scarlet Begonias

Jimmy Buffett

License to Chill

2004

begonias or a touch of the blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eye,
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by, let her

throw they cash at me
But I'd rather stack it independently 
Who you know work hard as me, do their own production
A thousand beats in the fog, need no

if I ever had to lost it
My shoes I've been dust it
The race I've been run it
Grateful for the pain
Raise my own game
The struggle made me like I'm

inside this room right now
Would be in misery
No one would sing a song or get along
'cause everyone'd be singing for the king
Am I wrong?
I say yo, what's

wrong
"Hop I lost respect for you
I'm pissed and you just lost a fan
All you do is diss
I'll never bump your album "Raw" again"
If what I say gets on your

stacking right on me
The lies on me
Defied by me
The lines y'all see, are defined by me
Can't see the vision, y'all blind, I see
I can, take so much, that is

that man a rival, he more like a nice threat
My bars real smart but, I am not no wise man
Nice man, you just got outrapped by a white man
I'm just like

Hustlenomics

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics

2007

missing, right from wrong
Respect game, young nigga, tell them haters so long

You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means
Take the blow, break it down,

wrong oh this is wrong
Oh shit come on
I'm on now and it's going down
Trying hard stay up off that
Life insured by aflac
Only you like the horse shoes
Did

Right person wrong time but this time I think it's the person that's causing the bleeding
If you look in her eyes you won't see a thing but a woman

(Prada shoes)
Bring em back and get em dirty by the pool (It's lit!)
Bitches in bikinis big an being bool (Bicken back!)
Running up the bands it's rising

matter 
I stopped giving a fuck leading by example 
And that girl had thrush 
No don't touch 
My words glide to and fro hush 
The world in tatters 
I'm

was gon last
Now I know it will
I got my own stu in the crib, man I love that feel
That I'm able to work at my own pace
Uh
My own time
When my album

shoes (slime)
Came-came equipped it with the loot (slatt-slatt)
21, that's who (slatt-slatt)
Your bitch'll probably slide by the two (slime)
You ran