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Meyhem Lauren

Meyhem Lauren (born May 14, 1983) is an American rapper from Queens, New York. He is a founding member of the Smart Crew collective. He has collaborated with the likes of DJ Muggs, Alchemist, and Harry Fraud. He stars in Fuck, That's Delicious with Action Bronson, Alchemist, and Big Body Bes. more »

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Doin' a 100 on a highway
Fast cake, I do it my way
Fast cake, I do it my way
Head to toe labels on deck, do it the fly way

Predatory glory feastin' on
Endangered species i take a shit right after
Birth a million dollar feces
F*ck ya habitat
It's really where your ratchet at
My ego is so lethal that a?
Will try to damage that
So Queens that you can feel me
So dope that you could deal me
Do a donut then I hop up out the Benz
Still in the hood like ATM's that give tens
Crime infused paragraphs with expensive pens
Now we chasin' ends my
Niggas need extensive ends
Refined thug salary, fine rug gallery
Purchase courtesy of the street
Real niggas proud of me
Strategize always think wise
But never cowardly
Powerfully shower me with the
Finest different designers
Leanin' back were shinin' like
We drivin' in recliners
It's your highness the flyest
So acrobatic were manuverin'
Catch me freak dancin' in the club
I got the Ruger in


The kings portrait laid inside
The hand car frame
Hung over the fireplace admired
By the peasants
Present some evidence for things you
Mention in your sentences
I'm devilish, the foot is like a leather fish
Smoke wax like a Brazilian salon
Stand on the corner after three in the morn'
All thermal on
Your money shorter than a gerbil's arm
F*ck around, throw a gerbil in your mom
Yo change the channel put
The Ninja Turtles on
Arrange the battle, blaze the saddles
Bust your motherfuckin' ass in
Basketball wearin' sandals
Gun at the side by the love handles
Bring me your face so I could f*ck it hard
Then do a 720 in the mustard Saab
The bitch touched my hair said I must be god
That bitch touched my hair said I must be god

Deluxe fresh, hop out the Lex flexin' ya ex
She's left stretched properly sexed
F*ck it I'm blessed checks comin' in
Street money movin' at the same time
Gain shine whenever my feet
Step on the concrete
Seated outside drinkin' wine chewin'
On conch meat
While cops heat corners and streets
We in the bistro
Thinkin' that? don't f*ck around I'll
Let my heat go
Cuban linx hand made, nigga I'm clan paid
F*ck a couple ratchets got lost to my man Rae
Seven thousand feathers in a eagle
The one I lost didn't have
None but it was evil
Niggas try showin' fake love
But they be see through deceitful, my people
Still the same crew from back then
Sellin' drugs out the hoopty
With a black Mac-10
Unique ringtones, obscure trap phones
You wack rap clones never had a backbone

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