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talking Gambino (Woah
This ain't that
We know
Spit a sixteen by the kilo
Rappin below zero
I am not yo hero
Stop with all the subs
Before I emerge
And kill

to make perfection cause my exit is loved 
by people spending time to ride an ex-presidents nuts.
Racist fucks on the island with excuses that boil it
then

shit going crazy
Go up on the daily
We let it unleash
I'm taking control
We a long way from home
Now im spreading my wings

That's by any means
Yea gotta

views
Bet your Snapchat lit like lighters dropped
Off in the swimmin' pool
Your best delivery on a song had
To be written' about me
You copped the first

by myself i was winging every time
Sitting by myself I was reading through a line 
Drifting by a cell but I've never done a crime
The cell would be

We're Famous

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

After stepping to KCR lit and flexing my shit

No gun talk, no gimmicks, just rounds of raw-dogging
Dirty dusty intelligent wit and word murdering

by any means
I had to let 'em go first, 'cause I know I'm the king

Like to be heard but I hate to be seen
Hurt 'em 'til they leakin' burgundy

Then I take advantage, you can't manage

To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up

Hit up, Ice Cube tearing shit up

Like a dude you can bet on,

Lakers up by 10 and I need
Some more ice in my shit literally

And I know a lot of dimes, they a handful
That's why players on the
Sidelines can't

pretty sure he was getting lit
My nigga, too sorry for being antisocial
I weren't in the mood
Rappers spending time telling lies
Don't you miss the truth?

Rubble

Rittz

Catastrophic Event Specialists

2017

know somebody who does
It's prob'ly one of your cousins or dude up the block
Dropped a couple of albums or moved up a notch
Swallow it up or I don't

Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra
Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall
Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes
See the Walt

Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,

Changes

King Curtis

Live at the Fillmore West

1971

(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album

you knew
Is just a lie - the dirty truth leaves you surprised
your point of view
Is so despised by all the troops
You used to serve your country well

Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man

Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

This ain't deep shit
This a fuckin monster on the beat shit freak shit
Swingin by to kill off all the weak shit
Murder on that creep shit
This

Eyes rolled up
Blinded by the laws
Blinded to the core
Believe it or not
Believe it or not
We ain't free after all
We are controlled
Planet Earth, boy

second album 
A lit fuse, well that makes two 
Clipping heads like a hairdresser 
That's lewd 
My rhymes taste like a hearty soup 
Wholeheartedly no excuse

the switch 
Almost killed myself over a bitch 
Kill won't snitch
Talk at the right pitch 

Sound like a hit 
All the heat that I spit 
It's getting lit

I know you a real one ?
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling