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And these walls gotta break
No time for fake
Takin risk, know they can't relate
Gotta watch my back, surrounded by the hate
Seen death, how much did

the Spring Heeled Jack of Springfield, Mass
I'm the Jack the Ripper ripping through Tom's River

See a penny and pick it up
All day long you'll be on the run

We moved from Kennett Missouri
All the way to Springfield
Look
Pain grows
Love fades
Growing up
We had no Outlet
Just as young kid trying

Southern Gangsta

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"

some smoke he gonna catch this fucking 40 in a hurry
Pop him in his face do em dirty
Then I'll do it one more time take it back like Rick and Morty
I'm

Killed by the law in Santa Fe - A bullet to his head
The blue in his eyes have turned to grey - Now Romeo's dead
On the floor with a Springfield in

might hurt ya
Buck 20 on the bridge I'm the silver surfer

Black leather turbo Swedish engineering
Hand on her thigh down shift use the knee for stealing

1,2 out to the sleepy sleepy crew

In springfield u'll find a family of marge bart lisa and maggie
and in the front room on the setee
u'll find

then, I'm drinking coffee
And rolling cigarettes and looking out at
The hot baked street and
A lady just walked by wiggling
It in tight white pants
And we

the leash and I went right in
Bark wit the dogs , you know I'm a Pit
You can tell that I'm lit by the packaging
They didn't check for me once
Now they checkin

on my hip)
I got a beam like I'm Rick and Morty (Brrah) (Yeah yuh)
Yeah
You keep on talking like you with it, I just took yo shorty (I just took yo

Jotting down my goals right before I start my day
Springfield in my heart
Dallas where I stay
I'm just tryna get mine and be out the way
Feel me
We be

girl gets eaten by a snake
Saddle my horse, and ride to the fort
Gonna kill everyone just cus I'm bored
Don't need a rifle, just my old sword
That's what

an enigma
Synonym
Mystery
Things get muddy
Yanno
Before there's clarity
But ya see
Piece by piece
It comes together naturally
Casually
Where
I'm allowed to be

on the beat, loaded up, now we in sync
Wopskino, I ain't like Aaron Carter but I'm on that back street
My boy got a Springfield XD and he posted up in that back

the paper my nigga lets ride 
They calling me rick I'm stacking my chips
The way that I move don't think I got shit
And if you intrude you know you get hit
So

Bitch I'm from Dade County

DJ Khaled

We the Best [Bonus Track]

2007

on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe 
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got

I said bitch, it's a flute, not a dick
Don't suck it
I been hot, hot, it's a hot boy summer
Big boss, Rick Ross, I'm a big dog stunner
Tik-tok, wrist

back to my roots
Come and take a walk in these boots
Home to the first slaves
When me and some G's operate by first names
I'm breaking free from these

Hey yo mic check j'm'assure qu'il n'y'a pas d'latence
J'suis comme le racisme en France moi j'prends pas d'vacances
Haha c'est l'Kid Smokey Joe, et

Hey yo mic check j'm'assure qu'il n'y'a pas d'latence
J'suis comme le racisme en France moi j'prends pas d'vacances
Haha c'est l'Kid Smokey Joe, et

Meet this dude named Rick
And Rick owe me a bag, yea and
I'm rolling my pack, yea
can't come to the sesh
I'm holding my laugh, yea
How you rolling

Pour up a brick, way too faded
Ya I'm high as shit
I sold the kicks like I was Rick
Now they owing shit
On the side street flooring it
Low-key losing

Wrong Lover

Rick Ross

Round 2

2009

[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You