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they tell me i've really gone native 
cause jack and duck my arms so they won't move 
this padded cell is your security blanket - oh yeah 
guess by this

Pussy I'll kill you I hope that you know that I mean it
He comin' to me, ain't that convenient
You better believe it
I swear that I've seen this
It's like

answer
Flyest nigga they in Jack mode may Never Land
Too busy dancin'
Fuck cell phones I talk in code I know the code
Deez niggas Opy
Ya own dogs turn

my hand to this plastic nine
Burnin' from the aim, my Glock knows more
Every blink of the eye
But before it's all gone, I've left two Lugers in your

blood on the money, we savagin'
You can tell by the driver we havin' it, yeah
We took it easy, so don't press your luck
When I feel like squeezin', my

My shit's straight bile
You're mild, you've got no style
I won't be impressed
or you possessed by baliel
I make beats like surgeons resume
To stitch

Josie

Donovan

Donovan File

1977

breezes are blowing
All down the sky into my face.
I've a weary kind of feeling,
Like my time has come and gone to waste.
I love you, darling Josie,

a fool, enough to beat and rough my wife around.
But now your best friend, Jack, has got your woman, yes, and they done skipped this town.

It's fun to you

U Know What It Is

Young Jeezy

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102

2006

look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggas

something intoxicating
So I could ease my mind
Feel my heart palpitating
This is just what I've been waiting for, yea

Wasted
Three years gone by
Outside I

dusk, when the monsters awake
What a fortune her ass has been saved
By a heroic being too big for a cape
But now she admires this chest-banging ape
Wait,

get smashed, mad cunts get stacks, sad cunts get bashed

Eyeing off ur goods like im a fuckin hawk, O you’ve gone out, well Im kickin in ur door,

yeah, I'm getting pita
Make the pain go away with a shot of tequila
Running up a tab on the Visa
I know I gotta get it in before I'm gone
I've been

to god, I ain't even know how to act
Silly me, Billie Jean really think she gone' jack my mic
Like it's 'Ye off the cognac

Got a real ass bag full of bread

Crack Baby

Devlin

The Devil In

2017

life, that it was hell
When this crazy local villain
Sat down and told him "Listen
I've seen how hard your life has been, I think it's time I helped"

of my neighbors have dogs
Most of my neighbors do, actually
I've got a Texas barbecue burn barrel

When the gristle is gone, we'll grind the bones

You Don't Want It

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

poppin'
You niggas be droppin'
And when you do your albums be floppin'
When ever I spit it
Man better yet when ever I drop it
Your wifies gone cop it

guess I didn't read them right
But how could I when you've pulled wool so far over my eyes
Yeah, I was blinded by the love that I had for you
And God, I

both parties
Seen the how the media are owned by the same peeps
Seen how the government has no transparency
Could have... should have... 

Fight fight,

Feels like we're all alone but we're not so feel down
I've had enough of this shit
Album review came back
Say it's a flop outa ten
Votes giving me a six

that sound
I've been surrounded by a half dozen cops
They're bustin' my chops
And when they bring me into jail, this cop can't help but smirk
I wonder,

Until We Meet Again

Rittz

Top of the Line

2016

Sincerety clearly has died
My lyrics are merely mirrors to the tears in my eyes

I've done my best to share my life
My privacy's been sacrificed
But now

Walker, Doobie
Lee Harvey Oswald shot by Jack Ruby
But who really shot JFK?

Man still trying to explore space
While climate change continues apace
Too many

ntse ba phapha
So much so that ha bao bona ba nahana hore wa ba tshaba
Lona la dlala
I've studied the industry and it's safe to say I'm getting smarter