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get one shot, only get one shot, only get one shot

I been building I'm not bob the builder but I fit the bill to pop the ceiling off 
Dirty hoes

1st verse

Sorry, yawl, I’m not Cardi B
Or whoever else you came to see
I’m Ally Vyne the only me
With a dash of Freddie & Dixie Lee
But copying

doubtful it's breaking the mold
Building my wall, Bob keep stackin' it
Singing my songs
She makes requests but I ain't having it
It's my art, stack till I'm

of twisted plots
	
VERSE 1 
	Today I really woke up feeling like a blob 
	Album nearly ready, doing bits and bobs 
	I used to throw some Frisbee at my

Ain't never betray me
We listened to airplanes
B.O.B
Now I slice MC's
Like Kenobi
But know I am not Kenobi
I'm Vader now
Might take over feel like I'm Zim

You Got a Great Body, But Your Record Collection Sucks

Sloppy Seconds

More Trouble Than They're Worth

a great body, but your record collection sucks

I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
Unplugged albums and charity

[This song is on SPM's album, but SPM isn't on it, only Rasheed]

[First Verse:]
This weed got my brain burnin',
Learnin' as the World turnin',

Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem photos naked.
Listenin to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I

on K-I-D the soul child
Staying off the block I'm making momma proud
Produced my whole album I got it off the ground
My head in the clouds
Can't box me in I

Four verses long
And mine's more than close
Sure I did weep and cry
When Tom Petty died
I'm going down the road other men have gone down

And everything

the bottom these niggas they hating I know how they do
I move by myself man I'm moving dolo
Man I move myself
Man I move wit no crew
Hold on I been in the mix

inside your mind, the time is up, and die by the bomb
I'm only a human being, but I choose to be bigger
and target everyone who would've called my father

Ron Burgundy, uh
How I tell a vision
Before Bob could lay down the drums, this shit was finished
Lyrically I'm Fei Long, it's fire when I kick it

and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its

eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting

Yuh, ay, yuh
I'm on my classy shit
Huh?
You best be using your manners young man or you're gonna see damages
Oh my god
And please do not speak while

Paul from the Jam just sent this fax
You've got his licks, he wants them back
I'm sitting comfortably, let's begin
Your unbelievable story
I always knew

wspak wyszukany jakiś przekaz

Dj Feel x na deckach Kaliber 44
I Eminem na kasetach i Bob Marley z Marry
I jak Tom z Jerry'm gonił mi się rap z ragga

like Bob Bradley formations
I got an ill Tom Penn, Shouts to both Larry's
a Rich can I live
all alone it gets colder
so we shoulder to shoulder

Pre

I think I'm gonna go home, 'cause you just ran out of beer 
And there's nothing you can say that'll make me wanna stay around here 
You're lying

Yeah 
I'm the kid they talk about 
When I ain't there to punch em out 
I don't gotta fake a smile 
Album two has been announced 
Brock can I rap 
Do I

the law flip a pack
Sell some weed sell some crack
Whatever to make a stack
Whatever to make it back
I’m Maj O’Narley all ever I did was fuck & trap
I’m

at number 1?" You!
Dream come true, owner of my record label
Congratulating the money I'm about
To be making ask me to come in at 4: 10
Had an icy chain with

gragra
I got bars in my head and i'm going gaga
I'm in album mode don't vex me abeg
I got a large appetite don't test me abeg
I'm done fasting nigga toast