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Fabü 
And I'm flying by

12 Bugattis gonna fill up the lot
Buy every one they got
And my mula everywhere
Generated from air
12 Bugattis gonna fill up

plate shift
Smelling like cheap whisky
Spilling my drunk fist
Blinded by Moonshine
But still Sun kissed
Young fella melanina on melancholy
Blew Hue so I'm

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

Call Up the Homies

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

(Ludacris) Verse 1

I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

WHAT'S GOOD

Tyler, the Creator

IGOR

2019

Turn my lights on
How the fuck you quiet with the mic on?
I don't get anxiety, you Sam Bowie-ass niggas
I just get my Mike on
Y'all said I

To Me, To You

Jay Electronica

PRhyme

2014

around my crib for a fuck to give
But I couldn't find it
My notebook should be made of a wooden binder
Cause that's what my albums be sellin'
But I

So how could all these
Disease be cured by just giving everyone the same compound
We go away from philosophy
And just look at reality and God

a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies haha
Major Pain boy
Yeah yeah

I'm in first place in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that

a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies haha
Major Pain boy
Yeah yeah

I'm in first place in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that

ass honky got them birds flying south
Like George Jung wit some gold fronts
Watch me turn my tour bus to a foursome
Man I need me a Penelope
People

Hey
Trust Gang
Heart felt the Album
Heart felt the Album
Aye I just lost two people in the same week
I stay to myself but can you blame me
My family

Intro

Murs

¡Mursday!

2014

against me since the outset
9th got 'em fiending for an instrumental version of an album that ain't out yet
But now it's my outlet, and it feels so good

Intro

Murs

Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition

2004

against me since the outset
9th got 'em fiending for an instrumental version of an album that ain't out yet
But now it's my outlet, and it feels so good

the colour of my skin (Uh!)
Blacks feeling attacked
They shoot us in our back
How you think we supposed to react?
(Let's go!)
Stand for nothing you ain't got

Stop you said
So I did
Put your hands up you said
So I did
Be still you said
So I did
Still put that gun to my head
Still shot another unarmed black

Always hate flashbacks
I don't want your ass back
A gun in my back pack
Got tossed in the car back
The boot
The car ride with the dudes
To sell stuff for

you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch when my album hit the streets; niggas can't see me!

Niggas can't see me
They can't see me
Which

inadequate
Unaware they practicing antagonism
Atmosphere look like nazism
Do some research
Fuck cancel culture on my t-shirt
All these boot lickers, I bet

the opps blood spillin' on my boots (boom, boom, boom)
In the streets or on a beat, I can kill 'em in the booth
Shooter lock 'em in the scope, he 'bout

school I was spacin out George Lucas
Throw my hoodie on and listen to some music
Smart as hell I just didn't wanna do it
That's some true shit better not

Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry

the sign of bein' independent
Been savin' up for long for this album
Went through alot 
You see them boys behind my back (Lingpa)
We grindin' hard like it's

move greasy like I'm Randy's gut
Short stack but my track forces real heads to stand up
Every stanza got me feeling nothing
George Costanza
They tell me