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Move!

Public Enemy

Bring the Noise 2000, Vol. 1

1998

fingers of dope'll
Be grabbin' it
Wit' no complaints
Givin' uppin' I ain't
On the mike
Like Karl Malone in the paint
Why rip a rapper
When he flow

go big I ain't fuckin wit these hoes
It don't make no sense when I got me a rider
They watch how you winnin' they starting a riot
Keep you a torch if

shawty wit a little bit of class

They know me too well, came in this bitch soley for shoe sales
I'm flying, that's Miles just spinning two tails
You can't

the words
I know
I was balling as a youngin like Post Malone
And It started when my pop said
Papa said I gotta sit at the table and eat
Papa said I gotta work

a medal for it?) x2

in 2017 you were a little post malone
in 2010 you were a merriweather post pavilion
i still remember cuz you'd never leave me alone
i

You know the price legit
I'm wildin' out like nick
Too much heat I'm sick
Don't mess up my click
In and out real quick
My lyrics ain't no script

You

we took of in a mclaren, (Skrr)
Now we back up in the hood and we smokin opp pack, (pack)
Nigga am sheisty wit this shit u need some blood to get it

defending the post They call me, 
The mail man Karl Malone, BK the host 
Doing the most going coast to coast 
Forget LBJ it’s LBK the goat 
3 shots hitting

told me get that paper 
Don't focus on no broke boys 
Young nigga like Karl Malone 
cll you ever do is post up 
Down bad i knew you had it 
cnd i still

got the Mac'
And he look like Post Malone
He got tat's on his face
We in yo' spot like Home Alone
You been rappin' for like four year
Niggas and you

post bread we Karl Malone Postal
Hoes can't clock me high maintenance I'm Bicoastal
Got Nikes on feet
I spit heat
Instinct Goku
Aw-wee-oo Killer tofu

shit like pac
In this bitch like Above the rim
Eazy like Karl Malone
You got mail
Because I just be at the post
D Rose when I hit I don't brag i don't

never told
Bitch you not a boss you Post Malone when he doin' coke
Every pic you post you not alone and ya homies old
Thinkin' you J. Cole? You Keyshia

to warm my soul
So I call Post Malone just to pour some more
Let me
Let me
Let me go some more
I can't relax, I don't coast no more
Got my confidence back,

Choke hole em
I never made cheers wit beer ima stone cold em
Post podum
Never post poles and hold em
But on the block they post up wit poles holding uh

petty
Keep you up for five nights, got to watch for Freddy
Penetrate and I go for broke, I let her pay like Post Malone
Best believe I'm a gent, straight

Aye, aye, aye
A&R shit

Bitch tryna get in the way
Who gives a fuck about waves
Pulled up in new wraith
Post Malone all on da stage
No goofys, no

the race on em
Tay K no Tupac
But I get a two pack for less than you do that
I be flipping packs like I work at the post
No my name es no Malone
Call me 2020

the games that you play
And if you ever fuck wit' us
Whole team shootin' like it's 2 K
Fresh up outta, in the joint
They shoulda never let me out, nigga
Don't

Exum, Post Malone as well
Swae Lee, OneRepublic, Colton Dixon
Sia, Marshmello, Funnel Vision
I could go on and on, but I won't!

You get the idea
Hip-hop,

Yo yo yo Austine f this beat up (F this beat up)
Lyrics, the lyrical assassin
Sassie, I know you know what's up
Austine f this beat up, f this beat

titties
More than old town road
Party like a rockstar
Post Malone
Your bitch get wet like California
When I slide in a lambo
They all got the lyrics
But

the bottles like post Malone
Shawty wan know what I'm on
She say my cup it tastes like ethanol
Don't give a fuck when I'm gone
Don't give a fuck when I'm sober

Where the Fuk is my stimulus check 
Wanna boogie got the right one i live in the X 
So fly really why they call me maggot wit a F
Bet that made you