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to think about, shit
Now I'm out

Uh, yeah, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin' microphone
Better than Q? Yeah, uh, check 2-1-2
Who rock the motherfuckin'

Track: “Toddlers (prod. Bri Crisp)”
Artist: Bri Crisp & The Sargent (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

[INTRO: SAMPLE

One Brick

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

[Aesop Rock]
I start my city with a brick (one brick)
Then add another brick (two bricks)
Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels
I

ain't bring no pen
But what the fuck he need it for?
In my bag, it's album season
Then I'm finna go on tour
Rolling up the dank
Chase it witha 4 hoe

the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform

Benz’s now
Grateful for the friends around that I could say, remember when?
We was on the block selling rock doing two for tens
I done grown a lot they

Put one in the air for the people that said
I gotta stick to funny rap or my career'll be dead
Put two in the air for the people that stated
I gotta

lanes and double the weight to keep sane
An the vault right, so expect a song every week
2 albums , 3 E.P's , 4 hundred songs deep
Got genres, go an check

having Hispanics
Are cross-contaminated by Sephardi Jews the
Vermin share a Y-chromosome Haplogroup
Called Haplogroup G2b-M377
Scientific xenophobia will

of that message
And I'm just excited to be able to share it with you

Hey, justified me, glorified me
Paid my ransom and I've been redeemed by his blood
Go

talking to
Let me hop in my bag and collect my loot
Ima pull up on you in my coupe
Tryna link up I'm finna scoop
No more funny business I've met you through

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Hip Hop: The Collection, Vol. 2

2005

no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never

up there at MTV2 I appreciate the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, 'sup Nancy
We gon shake these haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I

open your mouth
And they say that they'll leave yo ass dead
Dont know why they pressed
They scared 'cause I'm death
Spoke under my breath
Then I shot 'em

time
And I could do whatever, two dinners in November
Two Christmases, double the presents, half the time together
Sometimes it really hurts, I'm molded

dumb excuse like "I'm in album mode"
But lookin' back on that today, I was in coward mode
And besides, those two songs are either out or old
See this

needing to be in a coffin
To be coughing to be living to be alive
‘cause I’m a dead man fucking walking
Listen, I like that, nice
Everybody around me eating

Fa Ha

LL Cool J

10

2002

Grabbed his iron, it was time to ride for 
Multiple homicides, taking lives for 
He's dead and gone, the next man's deep inside 

Check one-two, I

living life to the best til Im dead & gone
Two L's two L's two L's cuz I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm

they're lost got to look in pandora
I'm the next you call a don we're the ones you call up on
We are 2Dimm
We turn Death Notes into Necronomicon's
You

even listen stay on my paper chasing
   my pockets looking fat if the grind slow up I'm chilling
worked so many hours  don't even go count my dollars

Dead"
I'd wish the album will stay at views
But nah, that shit won't last long

I'd wish I'm not sayin' this
But rap is dying
I wish I was lying like

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

the monster's dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is