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So it seems, I'm a GFG nigga so elite
The president, do shit diffrently
Fuck Trump, fuck Hillary, Vote for me
Got yo bitch all over me
She want me

a porsche make it morph and make that bitch a coupe
I be smokin za gettin high like my name was snoop
You barely gettin by you just rap you dont change

Talk If Yuh Talking

Cherine Anderson

The Introduction

Intro:
This one goes out to all real wife
Stay by you man side when him never have a dime
Now him find some new ting fi climb
Mek him know you nah

Stepped in the rave & you know what's sapnin',
See bare gyaldem see bare Mandem,
The Djs running the set can't lie,
Look in the crowd an I see bare

of the music
But do you really wanna do this? I mean

She nervous round crowds
She ain't from round town 
but love to get down 
She heard of that sound 
Got lost

it's still a freestyle
for those that don't know the real meaning
Check it out...
Rap alot like Texas
Can you feel it
Rap music
is the answer
(cnd it

No Mistakes

Classified

Boy-Cott-In the Industry

to do is music
Forget about these interviews and photoshoots
It's just not something for Class
I'm only here for rhymes, buildin' beats, killin' tracks

Of creative 
Dream house all black that’s ravin 
Zoned in that’s gaming 
Aiming 
For music n payments 
Leverage making my own dam placements
 I pay it 
I book

E&A Day

Eyedea & Abilities

E&A

2004

in who you dick ride
You'd see the flaws in your so called generals(?) and crawl to this side
You misinterpret the purpose of what we do
Plus you

The Rhythm of Love

Christi Warner

I Found My Rhythm

2008

revolutionized Fellies for Timbo?s
He?s the star in his own music video,
Jacob the jeweller?s asleep on his arm
Been off duty since he nicked it off some tourist

It's your boy DJ Clutch with the gas,
Hot new mixtape,
LeeSon Bryce,
Can find it on cpple music, Spotify, Soundcloud,
cyo Clutch, where you at, 
We

you outta school
He shakin up he aine even know like what to do
You telling nie but um masked up silly dude 
He laughing at ya why you pissed ya pants

more and more
We got the whole crowd screaming for an encore
Dj turn it up and rewind the track
Cause ain't nobody does it like the party pack
You can

more and more
We got the whole crowd screaming for an encore
Dj turn it up and rewind the track
Cause ain't nobody does it like the party pack
You can

music
Mama always taught me no expression when you goin' through it
When she told me it was cancer, I ain't know that she was goin' through it
It was

my niecе
I don't know what to do
Hella I be stuck in the mix
Shit is crazy not as crazy
Like the frontal on your wigs
I'm not impressed
You looks

land, Harry Callahan
Caliber cannon in my hand, shatter your man
Ran, splatter your man damn
This right hand land
I'm Chuck Zito, you Van Damme
Do a full

It's a Party

Drag-On

Hell and Back

2004

have
To
I don't give a fuck about this party so don't make me
Do it
Don't make me make this DJ lower this goddamn music
Everybody runnin to they car

the way a nigga do thangs
Cause I'm a music dude
Whose brain's like a Rubik's Cube
Twisted like Twizzlers
My thoughts licorice
And for the ten percent
I

these verses been fighting some wars but this shit therapeutic
She in love with my voice on track, "how you do it like that" she a fan of my music
Lil

Man like me, I've been licked by a truncheon
Sprayed by gas
Beat up, handcuffed, dashed in
A van, been bank-robbed
Had cash in the bank
Man like me, I'm

Psyko Funk

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.

New Funky Nation

1990

Cause the music that deejay played had you standin lookin dumb
I was worried, had to hurry, cause the crowd might go home
So I asked the deejay from

ain't saying when, I just pray then I say amen
I don't do it this time, I just play again
Listen, what would you say was a, real loyal friend
How can I

don't in a jam 
I make dat music dat jam 
I ain't joking dis ain't Martin and Pam 
Damn pam you be doing too much 
We only came fa da moneybags my mood