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That thing hot and full of water I am going to be a cactus camel

Split I ain't talking fifty fifty with a snake money get involved cut your head off

Ghetto Celebrity

E-40

Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint of a Self-Made Millionaire

1999

Ghetto celebrity, ooh
(You ain't heard shit, you ain't did shit
'til you got yo' wig split)
From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebrity,
(Nobody

gotta do? 
I ain’t got nothing to prove 
I ain’t got nothing for you 
I got this game on lock 
You just a link or two 
I am the alpha dog 
Champion in my

Let's turn the heat up a whole interval blast at ya gut talking visceral
Don't do not talk no political fuck around I can make your life miserable
I split

Lyrics:

Hook3x: In Yo Lane, In Yo Lane. You Can Tell By The Way I Iive This, I Am Your Hustle Man. I'm Coppin Designer, I Keep A Fresh Line Up.

the bourbon
(Had a drank)
I don't even know who I am
I'm just out livin' life
Like the path I'm on is certain
I know my momma lookin' at me like
Like
Like
Damn

the Chevy had to stash in the trunk
I stack my money and stay in my lane
If I fuck that bitch she gon' remember my name

Don't waste no time just tell me what

cold I turn the heat on, I'm by the vent (by the vent)
Got some partnas that I caught some bodies with they kept it real (oh, they kept it real)

trying to change up
My lane n' shit

But I'm Ghost
It can be the lamest shit 
By the same old kid
But you niggas still ain't the shit
So I'm gonna get some

mojo

I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe nigga
I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome splitter

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my

Come watch me transform, I know you've never seen a demon walking with no horns
I'm followed by a black horse and we coming like a storm
This is war,

Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright

Right

an accident
Hot damn! What a chance that I could even talk heat?
Now this youngin' can't relax, even with massage seats

Spirits all around me, through the Lane

No Longer Slaves

Bethel Music

We Will Not Be Shaken [CD/DVD]

2015

By the arms of the father
I am surrounded
By songs of deliverance

We've been liberated
From our bondage
We're the sons and the daughters
Let us

My rhymes will split must be a glass I spit
I’m MGK but you say I’m losing aye
I could make 50K just by moving aye
I might be the greatest but no billy

you might've guessed it but
I am quite the spitter myself
I spent a lot of time
Writin' rhymes and let's
Say in Hell there's a lot of help
I got half

the fast lane 
I be in the fast lane
I'm sowing seeds by dealing with what's in front of me 
Ain't no running from what I want and who I want to be 
When it

crossing lanes, gossip, say my child's name
Jealous and embarrassed, they've inherited raw pain
Y'all gain nothing cuz you suffer like I once did
Everybody

too late
I been checkin' my heart
I been diggin' so deep
Tell me what kinda man
Am I really gon' be
Whenever I fall
I get back on my feet
By the grace

in line. 
In the back ground outta site outta mind. 
But what am I sayin. 
You know. 
Well I know well I know well I know. 
I go to work but I ain't

(go)
Got the jet by the water like Sully
They can't stand it, I move like a bandit
Getting ate like a sandwich, my sweater is hand-stitched
In

won't speak on that nigga
We could really get you hit or set up by a lil' bitch nigga
Better stay up in ya lane fore' you get split now lil' nigga, aye

I've got a split personality I'm sick, I'm a mess
I have deep conversations with the voices in my head
They're my darkest of demons and my closest