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learned to flow from Parappa the Rapper
I would bet microphone check are my last words
You feel the soul tho I'm paler than Casper
I curse a rapper if you

Easy Breezy

Hikaru Utada

Exodus

2004

You came and went and left my house like I was just passin' by
(Da la ta, da la la ta, da la ta, da la la ta)
こんにちは さよなら it was nice of you to stop by

Easy Breezy

Utada

Exodus

2004

You came and went and left my house like I was just passin' by
(Da la ta, da la la ta, da la ta, da la la ta)
こんにちは さよなら it was nice of you to stop by

point) 
Made a name before 16 they root for me like Huey P 
Ayyyy ay 
And we got cigs but I don’t smoke cigs or none
Still got my feet up, I got me don’t

Huey p newton
Shout out malcolm x
I cannot rest until I get this off my chest
Four hundred years just filtered out the best
By any means ness
I

Scribbling to my journal I often reminisce
Bout past events that still effect me in the present tense
And going through this therapy it got me hella

One time for pac and my niggas who died for this
I cried when I wrote this on God I'd die for this
If I go out ima do it like Huey P
If you gonna

neck tie fit like a noose to me (Get this shit off me)
I rather get hung by my gold jewelry (Where my Jesus piece?)
Foolish me, that’s what the foolish

Billie Jean and I love my bitch real tall, and mean

Huey huey helicopters, smell the carne asada
Throw my pistol in your purse babe, we chill, no pasa

by my collar
Like a veteran can't hold me down

Never
But when the end day, they try
It's comedy
Ha ha ha ha ha

David Letterman live in the alley in

the pies
All the things I survived
I can't believe I'm alive
All my dreams are defined
By the realness
I work so damn hard
Man I can't believe I built this

Starin' at Marilyn Monroe's silhouette while smokin' my first cigarette
Listenin' to Marvin ask his father about his death
How you shoot a nigga

I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store.  I was already by then a couple years deep into

This is seriously out of hand
My plan
To rock the microphone damn
A man
My styles are method in span
Bi-Polar made me grand
Grandiose yo
I'm a fucken

my flavor
Off the cross he the savior

You pitter patter 
With your chitter chatter 
You still thirsty rapper 
My microphone 
Emits verbal anti matter

Sacrifices

J. Cole

Revenge of the Dreamers III

he wonders
How somewhere along the way
He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
When you rich, niggas

the

I like Mercedes Maybach
You like V boot do the do
I like my Piano Yamaha
You like Casio do the do
Baby like Escobar
I like corner kick oh
See her

take that)
Long Beach is on the motherfuckin map
The city by the sea, R.I.P.
JD (that's me), you know about the LBC (uh-huh)
My niggas love

got shot by the
I taste blood while sippin' my tea
Put a couple chains on my neck
Because honestly I'm not free
What the fuck do you want from me?

and a microphone yeah
One says I’m nothing one keeps telling me I’m chosen
I’m on my own it’s just me and my thoughts
Me and my feelings broke apart don’t even speak

Gang Bang Anyway

The Game

The Documentary 2.5

2015

Mm, um, yeah 
Palms sweatin', guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black

Who wants to play a game? /
Game Boy /
Boy George /
George Bush /
Bush pie /
Pie plate /
Plate Tectonics /
Catch my continental drift /
Driftin' /

Like Huey,

P. Newton,
That's Huey,

Pharaoh spirit inhabit,
My body and mind,

Through my tatts,
cnd my jewellery,
You'd think I was Yugi,

Wolf head

Oh my gawd RiveRGawD
R.I.P to Huey pull up we pop lock and drop em
Said I had an ego shut up bitch these diamonds, glossen
Whippin' in the stu with