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Artist: Rubygold
Album Title: Love Supreme
Track Title: Kiss me quickly featuring Lex Lafoy and Wes Meyers
Track No: 05

I have a dream
Look its

NYC Where I'm From

Eminem

Bulletproof Radio

2007

Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Reject, nigga griselda

Fuck your chain and your watch
With diamonds inside the bezel
Fuck your favorite rapper, I

beat was produced by Rob the Vikang

I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang

The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We

Excellence

Byron Bank

Current Situations

an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get

is really why they book me
Oh it's over once the album hits the shelves
All I wrote that was inspired by yourself
Master ownership I don't need their

would have us all mannish
Them rides to Astroworld honed my talent
We got an AMC thanks to Magic
Them was my favorite places on the planet
Ridin through

White North!||(Sung):|Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooooo!|Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooooo!||(Spoken):|Beauty, eh?|Like magic, eh? It's

a brah who like to talk a lot (Yasis)
I play my music loud the neighbours call the cops (Yasis)
My brasse still lamming by the corner shop (Yasis)
I shoot

on reflections
No matter the score it’s another possession
Baby I’m sweating you know these ain’t tears, word, Losing you my only fear
Relationship threatened by

can take the blame
Ima grab him by the horns and spit up in his face
Tell him I'm creating magic like I'm David Blaine
Like I am number one and you

soda, finna pull me up a juice
Take the pack make it disappear we do magic, poof
If yo back get incinerated, we put it in the stu
Drink it up, like some

Rose to the top like a magic spell,
Like I sold ma soul,
So my album sell,
Only God I know 
Is the God of Job, and the God of Moses, the God of hope,

competing with myself
Don't put me in a bracket with no one bro
I got so many bullet points, bruv
That I overload add me to the magic you
Might give him

tone, I would find home
And I'm someone everyone got they eyes on
See I was taught up in this trade you gotta learn the tricks
Not to go by the book but

album
Love make it go platinum
Look at that passion, love
Buzz in the status Young T
Balling like magic, love
Now they wanna come get chose
All these

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

since the
Magic cards make republitards
Mow my yard when I'm on the charts
I might own a shark
You peers spark from your
Neighbor's car, haters, oh my God

Fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me

Yeah, this album is dedicated

Juicy

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I

that got canned
But I'm stickin' it out on this al-bam (Bam?)
I mean album
Was on powder, not talcum
Ask Malcolm in the Middle
Everybody ever give you

Take Off

Bob & Doug McKenzie

One Hit Wonderful

1999

magic, eh? It's coming in. 
Well, that's like... 
It's like it was sung by angels. 
Hey, hosehead. 
Yeah, what? 
Guess what? 
What? 
It's over!

Santa Maria bay (J veerman
J keizer j tuijp)

The sun comes up behind the Sierra Madre

It shines, it's magic bright
On the morning dew

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