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really tough that you
keep the record player going by rubbing two sticks together. And if all else fails, throw
the record away... build your own green
boxed-in crunch of the
Mitchell sound for me
"I Didn’t Know" on 1975’s Al Green is Love
Was the most ecstatic eight minutes of deep
Soul on vinyl and it
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
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its her album I play I think her album about me
Because she gave me another key and I allow her to see
Green Eggs no ham
Green Eggs no spam
Green eggs
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
The light is always green
When it comes to those dollars
You've been giving eighty
We need twenty more
We gone raise a toast
Before we raise a sword
I see
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
Man, like-
Why is Lipton iced tea too good man
Ah
It looks like you lost another one
Okay, quick sit I'm going to run this shit
Making another album
I do keep it blood like a Piru
I'm in album mode
I'll try'n get every album sold
I'll compose hits like Al Capone
Down the road, no telling how it
see Slade and tell him hey whats up
If this song wasn't on replay then you probably playing track one
Because you can go through this album and find
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
man
I love Tambo man
Tambo ndizokuvotela
UMbutho wakho
Ndide ndifike kwindlu yam yokugqibela
Yomnyango ojongephezulu
My Afro-Soul album is coming
My
Green on, got it on repeat
Girl, you all I (Al Green)
Al Green on, off the alcohol, she on alchemy
Coming after me, what she say to, what she say
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
love it, will they hate it?
Who gives a fuck though
Rappers praying they next, this shit is cutthroat
I'm livin' on another planet
My manic
though it's a pain the morning
(I'm going green) aerosol cans are terrible so I
Spread the word with spray painted signs
(I'm going green) love
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
a plate, anybody seen the scale?
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's light
to the Museum of the Moving Image
In Queens i've suggested it because I
Know Ocean's love of movies
Is so engulfing that
They've become a part of his vocabulary
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
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