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And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang

High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio
Shoot him while the whip's still
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
Fuck it I'ma remix it
I ain't never backed down

breathe, breathe
I'm in it, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor
Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air
My minds in the clouds and I

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

feels like nobody's gone need me
If they see my heat flow freezing then it really just might be so E-V-I-L
My life seems so measly without rap, I'd be

a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this

feelings here
We from the bottom of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you

of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch

of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch

of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Uzi (Pinky Ring)/It Ain't Nothin'

Wu-Tang Clan

Herbal Blend

2003

lumps in nine
Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine
Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you ball or not, you can all be

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

Uzi (Pinky Ring)

Wu-Tang Clan

Iron Flag

2001

lumps in nine
Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine
Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you ball or not, you can all be

Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh)
Fuck I'm high
Jacob Cowan never stood a chance
Sections and regions, call it the last dance
I'm going way too

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

Then ya throw your hands high in the air
Ya rocking to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rocking to the beat without a care
With the sure-shot m.C.s

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

Then ya throw your hands high in the air
Ya rocking to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rocking to the beat without a care
With the sure-shot m.C.s

Kay Slay, you know why I called you here today?
I have no fuckin' idea, man
Well you a legend, brother
And you talkin' 'bout leavin' the game?
Yo

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

I'm so damn nice
I hand write raps that's crack
Klu Klux Klan white yes your ass an A-Rab
But you not the Taliban type
Cause you ain't never pop off

to see me
Like John Cena
High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban
Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem
And say "Dax needs a feature" and
Pray

a high five
Keep them coming back like they got nine lives
Hopping off the wood like a line drive
Eddies on the PJ know I fly high
Floating in the clouds