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goin on 
Finna find out what is wrong let em sound the alarm no they can't get us all
Woah! Shook now!
We were ready yeah my aim is steady gonna name him

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

do have
'Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait
Surround myself with nutrition,

get goosebumps when I talk Because you know what I speak's real 
Like daffodils I wait for right moment til
Don't crowd or group around me if you're

Never been better[00:20.62]I get shit off my chest[00:23.06]Always more to learn[00:25.18]It goes straight to my head[00:27.43]My flow's great? Yes,

flounder[02:39.73]They want me to pound her create like the founder[02:41.57]My team been around ya[02:42.67]I wanna new rover then get your girl over[02:44.45]She suck

Trapped in the Drive-Thru

Weird Al Yankovic

Straight Outta Lynwood

2006

I say, great, except we're in the drive thru
So what would I want that for?

Then she says "Wait a minute
Your voice sounds so familiar hey, is this

of injustice
I'm tired of the schemes
The lies are disgusting, so
What does it mean, damn it?
You're kicking me down, I got to get up
As jacked as it sounds

on and report
Always blood and some gore
Last night heard somebody get popped
They was laying on the block and I’m like what for?

Flashes of lights
It’s so not

said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you

like it real
Fucking with a real one
Mean what I say, baby I get it done
Only in our twenties, just want fun
Can't compare to none, for tonight I found

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them

Why all my shit always sound so depressin'
I get to stressin' don't know what's next and
Tryna get out of this feelin' of pressure
PTSD and I'm always

problems, by becoming rich!)

I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your

It Might Sound Crazy

Daz Dillinger

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

the past, 

'cause if I put it down, I'ma make the shit last 

And get the cash. Bitches always talkin' that love shit. 

No, it ain't happ'nin', tell me

to listen
I should definitely learn to listen
I should let go of resistance
FOMO, what I'm missing
Now we get to kissing
She don't want to talk more
I

Young Hearts Run Free

Common

Nobody Smiling [Deluxe Edition]

2014

town
Rap to myself, tryna see how I sound
Kinda arrogant cause I'm from Chi Town
East bound it down, that's how we get down
At the bar takin' shots like

Yea we pull up to Area 51
I'm totting this glocks totting all these guns
I'm kicking it wit cordi yea we have fun
We da most hated Niggas always

I been reticent
Meek by comparison
Sheep on the pedestal
They speak like a reverend
I don't find them threatening
So much for my adrenaline
I'ma live

sides[01:51.79]Just tell me where your love lies[01:54.97]Tryna take off of this plane I[01:57.79]What's the point of wings if you just won't fly[02:00.51]I seen her, I

I remember every sound my heart used to make
Before
I was born inside the world of man
Am I everything you wanted me to be?

Am I
What there is when

like I was reborn by Immaculate conception
From the moment I get on the mic and hit record
Taking flight never plain thinking you should hop aboard
Let

let's make love tonight
No need to prove them wrong
They can see, you treat me right
Never out of sight, always by your side and
I love you babe any day

though moves to put into my newest mix
What can make a crowd get loose, but not sound too ludacris?
Who will bring two tunes? I got a double it
I got too

played a game of NBA 2k

What? You gonna come clean, what
'cause I whooped your ass?

You wasn't even playing, nigga! Get
The fuck out of here, nigga!
You