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Macchio, you're Hilary Swank or Will Smith's son
I am rap perfection
Infect your whole staff with a staph infection
Wrapped in bags at the baggage check-in

Winter Warz

Raekwon

Don't Be a Menace to South Central While You're Drinking Your Juice in the Hood

1996

raps and hot tracks
A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black
My culture, glides and attacks just like a vulture
Ghostface in Madison Square is

that motherfucking rap giant its that time
To attack all these fucking rappers that got no back spine
Come at me with your wack lines homie that's fine

Spit in Your Face

Lil Wayne

To the Sky

2010

Uh, Straight off the back
I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle

Rihanna got a bil'
They gotta deal with the sisters
In pursuit of happiness
I ask God to Will Smith us
Blessed are the meek
We inherit Earth and then we

to stop
You think you got ya homies
But yo friends left you to rot
Yo, yo, yo, yo
My raps got the attack to get you mopped up and shot up
Beefing with me

to his grandmother (cray)
I get it, I see why she let August Alsina fuck her (okay)
Either way she got Will Smith lookin' like a sucker (she do)
He

We wore gold chains and Lee suit's
Adidas and Pumas with no strings
And boppin' to The Rap Attack
Run-DMC was hittin' everywhere with Rock Box

you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'

Pending Pack , You Better Not Lack
Walk Through Our Hood, You Won't Make It Back
We Play Defense But Mostly Attack
Swishing Your Ends Like N****

[Intro: Tebz Smith]
Yeah yeah
Tebz Smith 
121	
Let's go! 

[Verse: Tebz Smith]
Late in the night I've been sitting here
Trying to write rhymes
I want

Uhh, straight off the back
I come straight off my back with
A gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle
And sack and crack and crackle

bouta get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith & Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire

ready?
Come on

[Will Smith]
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day)
I'd earned the cream that make phat rocks gleam
Phat rhymes to make it seem

With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it

I'm evil to the core
What I shouldn't do I will
They say I'm emotional
What

hurtin'
A week after she got shot, Meg was back twerkin' (body-ody-ody-ody)

Been a crazy year, wouldn't you say?
Found out Jada Pinkett gave Will Smith

Whats up yall its bboy ninja
So Joyner made a song for Will Smith about how we should say thanks to the ones that inspired us
So I thought
Someone

both Maguire and Smith as centre halves. Arnold and Smith will give England the ability to push forward as the full backs.

Into the midfield: Maddison

Jada Pinkett Smith (Woo, Rich)

Bitch sit on my face, I attack that (yeah)
Choose up, lil' junt, I'm finna pack him
When it comes to my bitch
I'm

Said I'm a fuckin monster
A massive attack will haunt ya
Mastered the rap then fucked up
The monitors mastered that
After that I went for

kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You

Nail in the Coffin

Eminem

Street Wars, Vol. 5

2008

grandfather rap (nope)
And old men have heart attacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for that
So put the mic down and walk away
You can still have

present you, the reason for me to rap.

I love lyrics and rhymes I can use to express
Let's face it this mumble shit never impressed
I'm disappointed by

will blue cheese.
Money kommt alles gucci.

CHORUS:
Den nor ever see another nigga leke Dis.
Sabi rap sabi shabe Aaaa leke Dis.
Bet pa you baby sam you