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I just popped a pill 
Script but still
Got me all up in my feels 
Shit getting real 
Hit up Samspon 
What's the deal
I'm trying catch a wave 
She

bullshit off
Don't need your letters
Making me think twice before I forget her
Ay
I be fuckin' on a fat bitch not no catfish
I ain't lookin' like your

Summer Girls

LFO

LFO

1999

a bunch of hits
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly when girls stop by 
For the summer, for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie

hindsight hummin
Sayin, don't forget to get your bright mind right homie
Losin track distractions lead to jack-shit
Casting over satisfaction, never lastin

Lick Shot

Grand Puba

Reel to Reel

1992

and I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers
No rock'n'roll, it's just soul
Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the hole
with my

Anthem

Sway & King Tech

This or That

1999

your neck with sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet

Modern Day Mugging

MF Doom

Vaudeville Villain

2003

all dipped
Chrome four-fiddith, no bullets no clip

Black electric tape over the hole in the handle
If you hold it right and hit 'em with it they

they was playing Hi-Lo (They Was Playing HI-Lo)
Now he gonna die from shooting dice he got hit with a hollow (Gllltttt Boaww)
His momma filled with

wrote
I still got
Same letters other girls told me to throw out
And look where that got ‘em
(Look where that got ‘em)
Officially I’ve hit rock bottom
I

your bitch shakin' ass with her titties out
I make that bitch hit the road, ain't no sittin' around
And she gon' hand it over by choice, never by force,

on it, I hit it with a tippy toe
Two hands, two phones, doin' a toosie roll
Get to that golf course, see where they hit four
I know some hunkies make a lot

the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals

(whoa)
Subs in the trunk how they bumpin’ the Spacefunk
Drink one drunk now I’m feelin’ a rock-punk
Subs in the trunk how they bumpin’ the Spacefunk
Drank

Flavor for the Non Believes

Mobb Deep

Juvenile Hell

1993

Yo this is flavor for the non believes 
Sit back take a seat and don't forget to pass the weed 
And by the way this is all the way live

matter what I'll never stop I won't leave
I'll fight for my rights mike Tyson bob and weave
While I'm still wearing this heart up on my sleeve
I'm focused

sweet with these rappers
I never met, fam (who you?)
Say you used to sleep by your ratchet
Now what's a pen-pen (Brr)
Pussy (duh duh duh)
The Butcher

internet
but man i will never forget
the way the moon light shined in her hair
we were trying diffrent things
we were smoking silly things
making love out by

Let me tell you what I represent
In New York City I was born
But like an NBA star baller
Can't forget to put that damn Jersey on
I'll hit you with

Inspired myself with a hit of that reefer
Got 2 on deck like I'm Derek Jeter
This ain't a album this is a teaser
You can't roll with me if you slide like

down the drop I cant see you
They claim I sell rocks cuz that's what I do
Selling Rock N Roll till my pockets full
Rollin in poor but when I come through

balling! 

Can't bend can't fold pop ain't raise a hoe
Hold it down like a garden gnome, ten toes
Never froze hit the floor you better roll
Big bruh be

When I'm on the track; if it's only the beat
I'd still make your head bob until it started to bleed

No half steps with me
I bring the whole lot
True

Rock with the lord, I been tryna get closer to Allah
أكذبت أنا مسيحيون
Fucking this bitch, pullin' on her hijab (Hijab, woah)
Bitch, this my job (Woah)

And Now for Something Completely Different

Funkoars

The Hip Hop Show

2005

a shitty job, 5 days and 50 bob
And after debt collectors I got just enough to get written off
My crew the dirtiest Funkoars you heard of us
Second album