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35, 45, Beehive
Skydive, test drive an '09 Kia
She looks like Sia, you can't see her (Ay)
Captain America, Civil War, own three cars with two doors (Two

to the train
When I heard a female
That was calling my name
She said Cayne
I watched her run down the street
So I stopped in my tracks
Cause I'm down to meet
She

fucking these niggas up one mo time x3
Should I start in the front or the back of the line 
My horsepower like a jaguar 
The flow Coke out the trap door 
I

and phonies they want the in-between
Cut a 侍 ‘tween a eye going down through the middle
Pulling out 刀 put the tip in or a lil tiddle
Play this track back while

nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down

Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

Trouble done sewed up the tracks
Bitches not playing like they win or get smacked
By some young niggas that's down to break a bitch
The Nickel Nut

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

intercourse wit' the game You playin' grab ass
I wrap rock like Kid Rock or Limp Bizkit
The industry locked down like Comstock now
I gotta kick down the door

Fire

Busta Rhymes

Joe Budden

2003

tracks (tell em why though)
Now they do it all, you just applying the rap
Honestly now, it's not the economy's down
Now rap dudes suck they own pee hole

Yea
Mula
Ya'll in ya feelings while I'm in my bag
Run it up four by four on the track
Backing it up all I'm talking is facts
I ain't friendly you

saucing, beat the track like I'm judo choppin'

I'm bustin' down the door
Imma bout to go to war
I ain't done this thing before
I'm taking off, imma soar

Like Joan of Arc
Hop on the track: me, Josiah, and Zach
Step to the mic and I numb it down with some morphine
Went through some changes
Yeah, you could

5 PM sunny side, walking down the BLVD
Knocking on the door, we called but KS always makes it hard
Like we said link at four but of course he ain't

to try
Begin as I wait
Tell my past:
"Get up, get out my way"
Shut it all down, I create
I don't look back and admire my change
F(beep) that
That feelin'

Young hot nigga they can tell they can tell
Yea I'm on fire yea bitch what's that smell
Straight gasoline like I'm sponsored by shell
Came from

gangster shit's my destiny
Watchin' days go by
Just countin' all my currency
I'm about my change, and I won't change
And I put that on everything

Gun on my

Hmmm

Southside

Hmmm

two-door belong in an expo
It's red like a new jar of RAGÚ
I'm sittin' on a plane, but not by you
My window seat, Erykah Badu
You know I can't tell

(JD on the track)
Uh, I can't lie
Lately I ain't been feelin' myself
I'm on mars right now
Whoa-oh

Look, looked at a picture of Ralphie like

Things to Do

The Mountain Brothers

Self 1

to Chinatown
Motivatin' to Ray Street, locatin' a place to eat
Plates is taped to the cheek (Yum)
Savin' the papers for DJ tapes to peep, down by the gallery

some bullets too 
And Todd, while you're on that walk, well I will track down you 
And I will go out, grab my murder tools, and hide behind a shed 
And I

down the motherfuckin' lane
They wondering, I'm finna crash
It's 'cause I'm getting brain
I'm a popstar, but a way better rapper
Should've cut your set

vibe since the day you came
I'm just a thug in this world and it's a dirty game
Just be my love for forever and don't ever change
By my side we gone ride

One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher

a pound?
Do we hold weight as we rotate on our axis?
Who's world is this? I've been dying to ask this
We can't help what we are
Can't change our future by