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Time to Get Ill

Beastie Boys

Licensed to Ill

1986

It's time to get ill

I'm not the type of person who like to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymes
And I'm out on bail,

It's time to get ill

I'm not the type of person who like to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymes
And I'm out on bail,

sloppy
Pussy fat  and I'm thick Boujee bitch I'm not starving
40 inch bundles got it swinging like I'm Tarzan
Like to flash my money so they say that I be

know I like it sloppy
It's fat and I'm thick Boujee chick I'm not starving
40 inch bundles got it swinging like I'm Tarzan
Like to flash my money so they

Bitches Ain't S**T

Snoop Dogg

Crunk Juice [Chopped and Screwed]

2004

good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back

My World "I Want It"

B.G.

Life After Cash Money

2004

boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail

over my vans
I got merch for all of yo' fans
With the Glock feel like John Wick
On your grave where I'm taking my piss
Wanna play now you're in

Bring It Out of Me

Pacewon

Won

2002

uh-huh
You know the smoke can bring it out of me

I'm the rap music Mozart, one who love cheeba
Bounce and buy quarter pounds like a drug dealer
Fly

far[01:33.62]If I was Spider-Man I'm wearing all black[01:35.56]N***** let it calling me 'noir'[01:38.26]Yeah n***** they call me 'noir'[01:40.70]Told 'em stop

You talkin' shit, I'll get the bat[00:40.24]I call up Tom, I'll get the cat I smell lil' pussy where you at[00:43.22]This nigga bitch and big and fat

get caught
I'm a goat, you a low bob
That's how it go

Left right combo, that's how it go
I'm not frozen, Imma let you go
I'm still water, Imma let it

Plus it smell like Tom Ford, fuck you talk about?
Put the 40 in your jaw, I'm a maniac
Couple million on the floor
Ain't nobody fuckin' with the Fendi

so fat
Samurai Hendrix be loving that shit
Samurai Queen by my side she my twin
We in Gotham
Where niggas don't win
But we winning on gang that's

People Like Myself

Static

Indecent Proposal

2001

Timbaland - he's that next nigga

Confirmed by people that she can blow
Convinced Booker T she's the next to go
Now I'm checkin every joint and every unit

Microphone Master

Das EFX

Hold It Down

1995

Miggity microphone master, super rhyme maker

Well yo, here's the humdinger, 
I'm briggity bringin a new style of thing
It's a rap singer with a fat

Plead Guilty

The Luniz

Operation Stackola

1995

so I bounced through a buildin lost all my cash,
swallowed my rocks, ditched my pager, I'm haulin ass,
then found myself by Blyman's house,
thinkin

to meet him, while walking round the town
Just shake him by his fat old hand and give him half a crown
His eyes will beam and sparkle and gurgle with

balling out of Boston Tatum top em
I'm bout to spread like some (Rumors) I got some sense (Humor)
Ill bag ms. cats thats a (Puma) pockets is fat (Suma)
You

chilling at The kick back
Looking for the smoke
I'm just asking where the weed at
Right back in my bullshit turn a Twenty to a forty
Surrounded by these

the start
I ain't soft, but I'm smart, ain't tryna get caught by the law
I'm like Eminem, Nas, and Pac all in one
So draw ya gun, I'm talking to you rappers

boys that I'm late (we gone)
.40 on me, if you readin' this message you too late (gang, gang)

The streets left me hangin' with some niggas I can eat

like Tom ford, lookin' like a million'
What you expect? I'm a star with stars in the ceiling
Ridin' by myself, got the 40 and it's chrome
Everything

a Jag'
No surprise, boy, you know I'm gon' spaz
All that money gettin', boy
You know they gon' ask
I ain't finna play, put the 40 on ya ass
In a Audi

Don't forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this

I got, fat bags of skunk
I got, White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go