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don't talk like we fell out
Ah, get the hell out, all the shit I gotta spell out
Please A-L-L-O-W me
Every time I double plaque they gotta double my P

existence in this cosmic fight 

Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws 
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law 
Giant Ratmen with swords made out

tryna waste no time
If you cant be here by my side
All the time we spent together
Told me you was down forever
They was fuckin lies
Get the fuck up out my

Like vigorous, ain't used to overcomin' hardship
Get on my starship, travel to Marship
Past all the stars, quick to plot this
Way to kill rats like I was

it's like to be a king
Livin' out my dreams
Create my our reality
Open your eyes so you can see
This is what it's like to be a king

I am royalty 
I get

On Fire

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

Bear
Wear and tear, I'm wreckin for the Bricks I swear
Jump in my way and get your body splattered everywhere
Conjunction junction what's your function

it again and again
Till you say my name
And by the way I'm so glad you came

Tell me baby are you wet 
I'm gonna get you wet 
Tell tell me baby

the nexus
To guide us on our way
Get out club twenty-seven
Hope I find some harmony
To the young and reckless
I'm pouring out my drink
Don't want to exit but

the nexus
To guide us on our way
Get out club twenty-seven
Hope I find some harmony
To the young and reckless
I'm pouring out my drink
Don't want to exit but

know it's on sight (uh-huh), I don't stop at red lights (no, nah, I don't stop at red lights)
No one gets tired (uh-huh), big .45 louder than the iPhone

slow for me tick tock for me
All out for me lose yourself
Girl come my way and call me big papa
Tell me who harder Gabzy Malone there ain’t no other Yeah

So Gangsta

Snoop Dogg

Hustla's Handbook

2005

body gets jacked
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
Gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta love

Yeah, she love it the way I put it

Great Mid-West

John Mellencamp

John Cougar

1979

Everything is slower here; everybody's got a union card
They get up on Sunday, go to church of their choice
Come back home, cook out in

seen nurses slave for minimum wage
Who didn't get paid for doing overtime
Dealing with waves
Cringing from crazy politicians with belligerent ways 
They

Sorry

T.I.

Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

2012

silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you

out my bag and told that bitch get down
Bow bow
Please don’t get the wrong impression
Metaphorically speaking im tryna manage my depression
Our mind is

complicated like a puzzle
Puzzle pieces and money double
?? really in trouble
I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots
Then get ghost by the most

the poorhouse door
You either get to hell or to Hadestown
Ain't no difference anymore
Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Hound dog howl

The finest of the country loves 
Where we all get away 
And we were lying, and breathing out 
The brightest of the country lights 
Our own milky way

rich by the summer
All these blues in my pocket like I robbed the bank
We the big three, me, Glock, and Paper Route Frank (yeah)
All these pussy-ass

our scars we know
Nobody else can feel
So much we thought by now that we'd outgrow
But we've still got a long ways, a long ways left to go

never took a breather, my dreams too big for failure
Look at all these fake players, out to get me enormous amounts of hard work
Building and scaling

and tell me how you with it
What you want girl you can get it
These clubbers won't treat you like I treat you
Big chips, black cards you'll be my pool

If You See Me

Kurupt

Tracks From the Album Kuruption!

1998

On warriors in the ring, get mashed out initiation face slashed out

Block dropper, drama action like I won an Oscar
Eye on me, feds spy on me, it's them cops