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Welcome to the West Coast
Where we ball, ride on fags
Sittin' back, cuz been working right
(Now let me you bounce)
Bounce (bounce) bounce
(Bounce)

that hate always pay me a visit
Maybe a number one album
But we gotta wait for the outcome
But I'm only waitin and hour
After that i might just drop

get drunk I'm self destructive
Otherwise I'm more productive
Don't judge me that's so reductive
These rappers is so redundant
My bank account abundant

an arrangement
Might step out of line
1 or two times
I'll find my way
Like Sinatra is playin'
Influenced by all the ones I looked up to
I looked down on myself

Spending a Milly
Then I'm gonna fly this chick
Out to Japan woah
I need the advance
Cash in my hand
They want a 12 songs album no FTs
They gone give me

written
(I like to write in the moment)
For the first two albums
There were no such talks but
That was before my name
Was familiar so let me start my story

Forever

Eminem

Forever [Explicit]

2009

mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit

Yeah, 
 Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn, 
 Now Im down in Tribeca, 
 Right next to DeNiro, 
 But i’ll be hood forever, 
 I’m the new Sinatra, 
 And since I

a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us

Sick Wid It II

E-40

My Ghetto Report Card

2006

to me, I'll talk back)
First of all I'ma start by just sayin we can't be fucked with
And you know it!!! (Ooooh)
Got all the whole hood in this motherfucker

the melanin that showcases blackness
Stay hunted down by the PD league of assassins 
It feels like Ra’s Al Ghoul straight from the Lazarus 
Had did this

but it had to rain On me 

On me on i gotta weather the storm
And atleast you know the old Frank if I ever get lost

Our bedroom is up in flames
I

Then I'd call Frank out of hiding
To pеrform at party for my friends if I

If I could have what I want I
Would buy a house by the water
If I could have

Trust Nobody

Master P

Mama's Bad Boy

1992

house
To them niggaz down by the store
When niggaz say they like me
That's the same motherfuckers in the game that tried to shice me
Mama say boy you have

like I ain't goin' to work today
Most of your favorite rappers pussy, I know it hurt to say
My mama told me hold my brother down, 'cause she was

on the album before it dropped
I was on a roll and I couldn't be stopped
Writing these lyrics I wanted you to hear it
Because it felt like a new version of me

I ran up 10 bands in a 2
Door clicking orders like it  pizza
Hit my phone
Got what you need cop by the Zone it's gone be cheaper
N I'm sliding derek

crop
Weighed down by the death of the flock
Don't matter if we're here or not
There's a curse underneath your skin
There's a buzz passing through your

down on me tonight
But I hope that there's an angel in
The sky looking down on me too
Watch over me as I make you proud
With all the things that I do

four
Fives and sixes honeys by the mixes
(Uh) , if it ain't broke don't fix it
Smoke out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino
Size like a sumo, Frank White, numero

to the nation
Tatted Bob Marley face to help
Me through all my phases
This livin' life shit is startin' to
Take a hold on me
Started out with verbalizin' poetry

(Woo)
Liquor by the cases, man, it's goin' down
At the Boosie Blues Cafe (Hey)
Where the women on they A game, for real
'Cause the women, they be

the one that get diamonds on hand
Now we flyin’ again and you
Right there beside me
Say you want me down when I need
You girl you gon’ ride for me, you dig?

reason
Spiral tempo like decaying down a full abyss
Inspired by the feeling of the full-a-bliss

Sirens in the back
Desire on the track
Album from the core