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and to dazzle, ain't a cat you know that's nicer (whoo)
That was battling for loot, battle for ya boots
One or two cats got easy, started battles by the groups

I used to wonder what they meant
By walking the floor
Now there's grooves under my boots
And I don't wonder anymore
All those simple country

attacked
6'3 In my duck boots
I'on sneak by, I'on duck dudes
Real nigga, no stunt dude
Neva been sus but I fuck dudes
Yo click mad but I touched two

with an ancient cadence that'll slap your mouth and shatter your face in seis places
I'm so impatient, I'll purposely OD at 27
Title my post-mortem album

really tryin to fuck the game up, you just a tease
You don't want it when I really get buck, you wanted peace
Have you hidin in a hole when my album got

the rap, get the fat crib
Duck or get blasted by the Squad Mig
I'm not your nig, clockin 7 digit figs
You dig?
I want that ass, then my crew got dibs

for the North West
Uh
Killing rappers my fetish
If I hear you said it the out come is that you perish
My sentences are a sentence to death I don't think

Lemon Drop

Paul Wall

Fast Life

2009

Strong as a mattress, grab on my package

Go-go boots from the stage to the cage
California wild fire, hot in a rage
Check her Facebook page, video

I feel like
I could survive anything
I done been through everything
Yeah that’s word to my family
So many times could’ve died
With God on my side
Got

JT First Day Out

City Girls

JT First Day Out

2019

flew (ice)
I went from boots to khakis to Louis tennis shoes
Sendin' prayers to my people sittin' in the shoe
The blogs, they made me mad, they made

much
My albums they call Final Fantasy
They used to say cuz I'm a gamer
That my raps wouldn't bring heat
Then again, those are people whose ass I had

Nappy Roots Day

Nappy Roots

Wooden Leather

2003

six different strands
would lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin

drop the tape I'll start my own kind of crisis
Hit up every studio when I get my license

I had to make hell a sacrifices
Dropped out of school just

Give Dem Some Way

Damian "Junior Gong" Marley

Halfway Tree

2001

chumpas squandering
And the sound of the album cramping him
Well we don't play game when dem ramping in
Better watch as my timb boots stomping in

Yeah LT
And it's the brat tat tat yall
And its another album
Uh huh and its so phat phat phat yall

(Cherish) [Da Brat]
ooooh
Im in love
Im in love

got a new blade
Drop it in a the kool aid
Using download the album i with the bootlegged
In the boot shape state  kick n push like Lupe
U know I did it

to drop an album to understand the thoughts on my train
Issac hayes minus the shades
Krs-one with three sixty waves
Kool G Rap with a fade
Malcom littles in

$4 Vic/Nothing But You+Me (FTL)

El-P

Cancer4Cure

2012

They can torture and interrogate
And shackle to my boot
I will gnaw off my own leg
And hop the fuck right back to you

Da pan to the water, to keep my bad roof from leaking.

If you can tell by my lips, that I’m hardly speaking.

Feed me the fans, I swear I'll never

Shorter manna beg you dnt Start
Rah
Niggas neva knew I'd switch up
Pushed thru with a quick Shove An I got my O.J gloves
Mans out chilling by da club

deep in that pussy
I'll keep the boots on
Green Tea?
Nah it's Ginseng in my Oolong
You Dickhead
I'm shittin' on any nigga I proved wrong
Niggas mad, I'm

couldn't move me to the league from the sandlot
But when your records do slap
And you gotta be the one to pull yourself up by your own boot straps
Then

max man
Your shit like I plug up the trash can
Eat while you starve they calling me pac man
More racks in I fill up my duffle
Armani boots I drip like

the metro boom
If I don't trust, I shoot
Not talking football boots
I don't like shit on my shoes
But I'm a step on your toes
I got more foes than friends