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And then I got the medicine in record time
But the mighty beast had divide
And then he went wild
Now I will be the one to bury it and bury it by

hubris
And neglecting that, every damn second
Your community is under wreckage
Make records on records
Spitting some nonsense 
Which is rather reckless

ain't no checkers
I got all this gold on me 
From selling records
Mann these hoes slide down the pole On me
I'm breakin records 
Look at my drip baby,

to this record spin
That nigga Tonyjr done took it back again
So put your blunts in the air
Pour your Gin and Juice
Its 2017 taking it back to the 9 deuce

dios pues estoy en mi derecho
Guitarra y batería, bajo y voz con melodía
Seven Records hoy en día tiene la canela fina
Y mira quien lo diría que Dukas

up
I've been on my business 
Homie I ain't got no finish
Killing record after record 
I think I'm offending Guinness
The paraclete push then you gotta

for four
500 records
Only 90 of em' yours
Soul with persistence 
Really been here nine
But I tried suicide
And sadly Tommy aint survive
I'm in this

right now it's like record scratch, freeze frame, stay in your lane
Nah more like record scratch, freeze frame, get the hell out of my brain
It's honestly

all come together
Positivity is for The better, never ending check the 
Record, never ending check the record

Fuck daddy she calling me senpai, my

(Find my way)
Spin with me your records one more time

Oh

And that old-time singing on the FM lines
Don't go changing the dial
And your old-time singing

MrPrim 
Desde la fuente récords, yo siempre ando con bryan grace, dícelo siri

Yo nunca supe que tú estabas para mí
Tengo en mi cabeza algo que nunca

With the music
Don’t be fooled
Passion rules
On Monday night
Let the records spin round and round
Let the records spin round and round
You shook my

been ripping mics, while y'all been gripping dykes
& I'm about to drop a clean record
But I got nasty rhymes that will hit ya
The second to do it, right

1100 Records, Ahh
Y'all ain't ready for this one

You say I got a lot of problems
Think I don't know how to solve 'em
But I'm doing alright
1100,

logo
Then came the Roc, that's when everything stopped
Fascinated by the R, the bottle half-popped
For the record, them pre-Doubt records was kinda hot

and snails
Aint fond of the highlife 
We all gon die right
On da record stunting then
What I sound like
Beat me on a deal 
Best be bout that life
Put em in

the wreck that it was

She used to play piano with her brother George
Ginny
They sang in clubs, they cut some tracks
Ginny
She had that dime store record

at the local Tower Records getting schooled in my high school days music lessons

Growing up in the Deep South punk rock was exactly what I needed
Something

know I'm a player (I know I'm a player)
I know I'm player so you haters
You're just wasting ya time

I'm a thug so my criminal record ain't clean
(The

Fvck a diss record I don't need to talk further
If you ain't talking money boy you got the wrong number

Murder everything leave duct tapes in crime

Uh Ah
AM Record!
Uu oh

Nikiwa na wee matatizo nasahau
Kwa washika dau pesa zao nadharau
Hakuna kama we toka mwanzo mpaka now
Niko mimi na wewe huna

a hit
When I click record on this shit
Man, I ain't even gotta spit
But I too important to quit
Can't leave rap alone
The game needs me
Man, I didn't ask

shit
But how else would I say it?
Check the track record it seems I attract records
Youngest in my city to chart & I'm that reckless
Wreck whoever stand

make a record
I wanna sing a song
About everything that happened
Since I've been gone
And I'm writing this hopes that your bet has been made

I wanna