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to get some juice
I spent this whole racc to get a nuce
Niggas never know what they can go produce
So instead of abiding by typical
I would rather supply

To give me some shit supply
But all I'll ever do is sigh
and give him a final goodbye
And go and snort that shit all day
And Start giving my shit away
Cuz

the iron man, I will supply these ropes
To pull my people back up when there down, in need of hope
A different kettle of fish, I flow like I'm iron born
But

Is it love in the air? Am I feeling cocky?
Is it fake? Is it real? Or am I getting lucky?
Lord knows I want to figure out
Love how it feels when I'm

Woodsmoke warms you, you're understood. 

Reach into the earth	where all the spirits lie
Handfuls of the air, full of the dusts of love 
The ancestors,

City Of Steel

Wiz Khalifa

Laugh Now, Fly Later

2017

roaches
So she don't care
How I move so player
G Pen, mid air
High school, I was gettin' high
Teacher said I was goin' nowhere 
Now I'm worth millions

poppin' the corn?
How's the horn
How's the love wavin' the ocean morn'?
How 'bout the young
Do they still possess the poetry tongue?
And do they still greet

Why Don't You Love Me Anymore?

John Grant

Pale Green Ghosts [Two-LP] [Bonus Disc]

2013

The knowledge that I can't be what you need
Is cutting off my air supply
And yet this information hasn't reached my heart
And that's why I still try

They

this chick
Bitch was beautiful
Para trooping (pair of drooping) boobies
Air ballooning booty
Needs some spooning like a Super Bowl.
I’ll be Raj J, you be

the remnants of my past
Dark blue fog surrounding me
I don't know how long I will last

Air in good supply
Peering out both sides
Catching creatures out

the life

Autumn chief leakin' in the air on the weekend
Put it down by the evenin', that's my kind of season
Cash crop is decent, I'm not even gonna pretend

[Verse 1: Destiny]
I do not move less he say so, say go
Build it by piece like a lego, Leh go!
Yet All they had saw was the flight (flight)
They

view
I can barely see you
This that deaf
I can hardly hear you
Money can't buy what they don't supply
Choppas and ganja
I need a gas mask all this weed

real shit
The Mothers is one of
The realest outfit's out no discussion
Ay, real recognize real
Fuck an industry and fuck a
Scene we’re in here!

Supplies

takes a moment to sink in
I'm not the sum of parts divided by themselves
If I love what I'm doing then I tend to excel
Too many in the past thinking bout

Wasn't even tryna fly
23 degrees and 40 feet up in the air
See we surrounded by the shit
Still we preoccupied
Don't mind if I-
Breathe a little life into

R.I.P.

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

her eyes
I'm asking the Lord the same ole questions why you had to die

(Spoken by the Pimp)
...and that's that Dirty Love we got for all them lost

I'm made to fight, I love the light
Cold-blooded, drop-top, sneaking through the night
I'm like a kite in the peak of my flight
I'm full of might,

Old School New School

LL Cool J

Exit 13

2008

trynna take me down
Ask Puffy and Nas, who 'hates me now'
The Phenomenon, ladies love the don
I give 'em an ear-gasm, they can't keep calm

[Chorus]

the M-I-crooked
Just to make 'em peep what I'm cookin', I love Mississippi
I put a studio in my partner kitchen
So by the way I'm whippin you would think I'm

like Red Head or Mookie
Wrote my album while on my lunch break up in my hooptie
Eighty degree weather under beads of sweat
I wanna quit so bad but I need

Back 2 the Way It Was

Xzibit

Weapons of Mass Destruction

2004

+High+
Hustle big like Butch in the why-be	-I
We did it 'n died, the gang still multiplied
Sock yo windpipe, cut yo air supply
Hypnotized, not by

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

(Propositions)
Teaching me lessons that turned into blessings
I know now who loves me and who loves me not
You Demand and I Supply, just make sure you don’t get