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Every summer, every weekend, every fucking night 
I tell myself today's the day 
The day I write that song 
The one that starts the album 
The one

performing it in schools, that I do not condone smoking. Guitars on this track, and on three other tracks on the album, are by Daniel Tan, my long-time

Overdu-Hello, and welcome to Some One Manatee Band, the first disc of The Backlog Trilogy, by Jub. I'd like to thank you from the bottom of my heart

did rap
I was styling on you niggaz
Now I dont know the reason
I been waiting for forever
To drop the first album
I was dying for the cheddar
You wont

gaps just sped by as I recovered. I remembered my open days. after the fact and between bird and along the window of the train, irrupted always

life
Table full of white
Now it's commas for my vocal point
Yachts by the shoreline, foreigns like the borderline
Your bitch down low, that's an app

tryna hear it
I gotcha attention by being consistent
But the gap between us was a hell of a distance
You on a level I couldn't even fathom
Got in some

Billy Bass

Ay yo try me I bet I deliver I'm Bezos
You can get it all from me like Bezos
I can give half of my raps away by the end of the day
I

it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up
I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of the gas

the top of your noggin and peels back 
Or kicks the heck out of your energy with steel caps
Everyone's self esteem reveals gaps
But the person in charge is

Thugz Mansion

Nas

Better Dayz

2002

Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,

Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,

consult your album
And show you how to stay off my dick

That's the thing I hate the most
Can't even call you a man
When you gotta call out my name
To get

Whether you copped the album, downloaded, you streamed it or popped the CD in
I just want my grandmama to see me win
Stumbled on top of rocky road

shit finally drop, that's one album I will not be buying
What, You're too Hollywood? And you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz,

You Got a Great Body, But Your Record Collection Sucks

Sloppy Seconds

More Trouble Than They're Worth

With what you call "alternative"
All your unplugged albums and charity projects
And bands named for inanimate objects

"All the great love songs that

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in

my back now

Who wants to play
Who makes the first sound
I'll drag all you hoes
Right from your bed now
Knew him as Fred
Call him by me now
Knives in

you get one 
And if you don't get us after this album, maybe you will by the next one 

We know you have a choice of bands to make your music
 So thanks

just pressed
Will be gripped by the DJ's fingertips
Slipped out of the crate, out the sleeve
Laid on the technique and played out my speak-ers
Ears glued

the south WE consider you WEAK
Nigga when I speak, the streets get relief
They really find the truth out about this beef
A victim of defeat when your album

Play That Beat Mr. DJ

Whiz Kid & YSL

Tommy Boy's Greatest Beats 1981-1996 [Box Set]

1998

of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think

100 Gecs album
So there was irony in her milk and in her blacksmith's talons

Then she puked her evil twin into your head
It's a shame the gender wage

I got tricks, up my sleeve
I got bands, finally
Shorty thick, Kylie
She a freak, in the sheets
Im boutta smoke, this weed
How’s life? VIP
Live my