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Track might make racks fen
Fen for the cash
Cash in my stash dreamin'
Dreams coming real
Take me out of hell runnin'
Yo why they hating when I'm standing

Make tracks for the moon, let's all be cold 
Close your eyes and hold your nose
Two stacks, now it's June, sold me your soul 
And I swallowed it

it all
its a shame you came and gone
didnt even stay a while
too old to be a clot
too young to even be a child
put past this sweet mistake
make tracks

the stress start to tax
I make tracks for the sanity, uplift humanity, if you think im rabling, I'm gambling for life
poor decision maker, yet I pat my own

step aside?
Make way for the victim

Cover your tracks
Make way for the victim
Victim

Pick your poison and cover your tracks
Put a nail in the coffin,

you fall down there where I had to go
No, I don't want to see you go through the things I had to go
To be able to make these tracks just for you, hoe

Who's that? Its the east manna man
I shot the flows and make
Em all fiend for a track
They all should know
They cant compete with the dan
So they all

went and gave my eviction a notice
I make these tracks for my fellow loners

Big racks, everybody talkin' 'bout his stacks
What about us who' still in

even if they make this track go ghost
People scared for they lives and there families own
Offerings, denying life and keeping puppets around calling them

on the right track
Kinda makes up for that sleep she truly lacks
Hey, Hey and you already heard
Is she headed for the right world?
Nah nah, this ain't that kind

to influence
And that's why I do it
I know they got my back
That's why I make these tracks
The floor was used for naps
We had to split up scraps

Music set me

not subliminal when Taylor made its bound to fit you
So if I make a soft track, it's for your bitch, nigga
Not y'all bitch niggas, for real

If I make

Higher Ground

Jerry Jeff Walker

Scamp

1996

you on down
It's time we make like we was making tracks for higher ground

I'm always taking chances and got me by on luck
One a few and lost a few,

music but I make it for you

This track won't rack up the views
This track won't make the news
This track won't go viral
This track won't cause a drama

your malleable
They'll turn from menudo
To a freak watched by El Mundo

You wanna rap
Make beats for trap
You'll make a track for pop in a snap
We could

Dissolve

Elvis Costello

When I Was Cruel

2002

'cause we're breaking up
Dissolve, dissolve

And the stones in the track make work for the mechanic
And the birds all fly from the branches in a panic

a snack and make her a stack
And make her a rack, make a conversation make a different track
For my occupation make the music whack.
So they cop the plays I

You wanna make a hit track no need for gunshots
No need to rape kids and get a mugshot
No need to fuck slut
No need to head cut
No need to act tough

a verse and make a track

For the fathers
That know how to be a man and work harder
Always getting something to the fam
You would rather make sure the kids

on my chips and I'm not talking Lays
I give a lot but take away unless you miss behave, I make a track then disappear for a couple of days
You take so

wanna make a track for instagram captions
Gotta stay home I know I gotta curve flatten
This virus it do be humanities assassin
They got people scared

and share
Share
Hoping that a spark of success
Is right there
Right there
Out of all the tracks I make
One of them has to mean
Something
To somebody
Feeling

changing up good for me 
Packed up my bags and I write these raps 
And I make these tracks for the people in the past 
Used to really treat me bad 
They

boy only spit facts
Make a track for the DJ, he spinning
Only time you can rap, is when yo pinging
Too smooth with it, like some fresh linen
And I like