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First Class Flights

Future

From the House 2 Tha Trap

I'm in the NBA on pussy niggas
I'm kicking shit in Louie like a soccer ball, nigga
You see me splurging, I'm allergic to these pussy niggas (splurge)

Tricky Kid

Tricky

Pre-Millennium Tension

1996

me what the race is
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them by their places
See it 

They used to call me tricky-kid 
I live the life they wish

a scary existence, I couldn't resist it if I weren't chosen by The great I AM
I've been saved from the punishment I see the light right in front of me

just
Another cocksucker with rabies
I'm signing autographs in Spanish
I live with Michael Jackson's anguish
Hop in the Vanquish and vanish off
The manor

saddest
I was the one that let this happen
We blame it on habits
cnd I'm the one
That can't see past it

Go comb your hair
Give 'em a scare
You dress it up

Jesus the Hero 
The devil got zero
We're wining and living so freely with him
Expressing ourselves just like Tigo
Yeah!

See I'm a winner no one can stop

on niggas like a
Sunday, see your artist, that's a feast
(Ha) i got, like, thirty in the chalk
I let you pussies catch the piece (Hey)
It's just me and Omelly

chains on me
I've been set free
By the blood of the lamb
That resides in me
Ohh we won that
Yea he's coming back
The cross he said it's finished
Jesus won

They don't wanna see us together
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, woah, yeah yeah

We broke up before the 25th by new years we'll be back together
I don't

new ways
I'm lifting up my God's praise
I, I always got Him by my side
I'll dry, dry all this water from my eyes
Oh, hi, hi, yes, I'm here to win this

The Dark Side: Psycho Bitch II

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

Low
Oh, no
Don't me up on the Myspace flippin' out
Trippin' with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin' that "I'll never be taken by

by your rules (Yuh)
Stay on my grind, I don't got time to snooze
I'm getting green like my first name be Bruce
I've been knocked down but I ain't gonna

This world is lost
This world is corrupt
But there's one thing that's perfect
That's the way the truth and the light
And that's Jesus Christ
So let

showing her ass like she Lizzo
She know what I was here for
My rubbers right by the pillow
Niggas tryna’ kick it with us just to get em’ a field goal
We

the 'what is its,'
the 'aw, forget its,' the whole thing-who did this?
You say, 'Jesus, I don't get it?
I swear I see nothin' but the prosperity

(This for all my niggas)
I ain't gotta see it
From the back (Being a boss like)
I'm wavy
And I got it like that (And all my bitches)
She wavy
And she got

and cuts could cry
But I ode to sorrow, and I keep alive

I laud force that came
The one that slid the same
The one that bled ambrosia combs
Of what I once

Ride Through the Country

John Michael Montgomery

Ride Through the Country

2008

Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I

the prisons that they in

That recruit the pastor, former, current and ex-president
You can quote it like I wrote it, signature by Michael, win
Swear to God

out of your cocoon, it may be a set up (off)
Outrageous what this people be speaking, in tongues of fire and confusion
Saying Jesus is dead,I did

to see I need ears to hear
And someday when my body fades
Why would I wanna keep what I can give away
Jesus called me by a new name and in Jesus name I

You walking on by but still we never speak
Money 'bout my business
That's why I never sleep
You thinking you the shit
Your ego in the way your pride,

Even my pronouns know i'm him
These niggas dissing
But they capping out they top just like the brim
And you can tell just by the drip like Michael

been hooked on the chronic
Talking to Lord Jesus cause I know I gotta stop it
I been acting real reckless
Cause I'm living like a rockstar
I know mama