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She pulled up she hopped out she came in the crib, Beat her pussy in a coma (Coma)
I'm in her guts fucking shit up somebody get her a donor (Donor)
I

I’m going way over way over
Treat a opp like a mattress and lay on him
And they know I’m the one that don’t play though 
Get in problems they fold

Another cigarette burns a hole in my chest
Fighting with the deamons and the shadows I'm obsessed
I can't stand it anymore need a surgeon to relax

Shorty fell in love with a thug
She got love for his dowgs
But she in love with that nigga only
Smoking on that za cause I'm numb
I can't trust

I'm too rich
I been countin' all these bans they keep me rich
You're not getting all these bans boy you a bitch
I been countin' all these bans yes

Damn I just Wu- tanged my only J
I just Wu-Tanged my only J can you believe that shit
Well fuck it
I'm trying to light fire with fire you know what

on the road so long god damn
Either you hatin or creating or a fan
You fake fucks can't stop my plans
Coming up just me and my mans
I'm ignoring the commotion

mother fucker look at me
You get trapped in your human mind tryna play God, but I'm just tryna drink high volume alcohol beer, eat chicken, and fuck

You're going down, hahaha
Hello let me introduce myself I am the fun, I am the party, I'm the one that everybody, uses when they're high but they'll

on beats go crazy

I think I'm one of the greatest
Like a journalist or young writer
You might need to subtitles
I like the Glock, but Love rifles

Give me

Mhm, Mhm
I know I'm Next Up
K-A-Z-A-N, I'm from ATL
I gotta thank the Lord, I'm able to run my check up
I'm doing shit you can't ignore, and more
You

get you smacked quick
I shoot out a rifle
No plan, won't catch him
Know some bros that will catch him
In the car I'm a swerve
I'ma jump out on the curb

Yeah, I ain't gonna do too much talking, man
Check, let's get right to the business of rapping, man
Let's go
I'm a God
If you agree, reply,

shoulder so I'm never alone
Keep my motor going baby it's a long way home
Got my Bible in my right hand rifle in the other
Striving for the righteous path

Shit ain't been the same watchin' niggas jump outta pocket
Jump out over here, turn, Russell think I'm a rocket
Tell him I don't fuck with no rifle

The Illest Brother

Gang Starr

Daily Operation

1992

to get wreck
Got to be the illest brother when I get my mic check

I`m one of the illest brothers known to man
But if you don`t understand, see I`m

flaw-full
I'm not a idol toting pistols and rifles
I'll lie for my dog with my hand on the Bible
I'm not a idol body full of reefer
Hmm ain't no way I can

Girl I'm a provider
Heart cold soul survivor
I pull up shooting at my rivals
With 223 Diamond Back rifle
I hung with him then I slimed him
And now his

Yeah, 
Drought 3
Hahaha
Yeah
Scott Storch

Bitch, I'm back on my grizzy, Young Money, where you at?
Two tables and a mic, tell the DJ run it

with a rifle
I'm going up like the Eiffel
Call me a tower with power
Call me your man

4 o'clock in the morning I ain't no sleep
Thinking bout you
I know

Fuck
Shit
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Yeah yeah

I'm built for it (shit)
Rifle rounds in my clip for it (rah rah)
F&N on my hip for it (shit)
You die

Lord Have Mercy on a Country Boy

Josh Turner

Your Man

2006

I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
Well, I got no home and I got no choice
Oh, Lord, have mercy on a country

Bush wanna take it away

Yeah, it might sound selfish
But I want a lot
Everything possibly attainable on a block
One shot rifle, revolver Glocks
I'm

Don't Turn Around [Bonus Track]

Project Pat

Mix Tape: The Appeal

2003

my face

These bullets he gon taste


A waste of your life, steppin' wrong, I'm on trees

Best ta leave me alone, best ta go make some cheese

Enemies