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scare me
And you ain't gotta double dare me, hear me
Loud and clearly? Rats aren't near me
Wire-tap niggas get blood in they earpiece
I'm from New

like straight up fuck you
The city that I'm from is just a dot on the map
Where dope houses get robbed and most of the clubs ????? (dem shouts)
Michael

strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it
Pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred

strip only get a grand a day
N' there ten of y'all on it
Pretending y'all doing it
You don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy
Be on the corner for a hundred

Fully loaded, yeah I'm ready to go
But regardless I'm charging up just like my energy low
Not a star but I'm far enough that you can never get close
Mark

know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They

I don't know how I been sober for months
Honestly I am not sober enough
I can feel my third eye opening up
Buy me a loosie and smoke it with lunch

girls ain't happy
Til they're socialites
Found love
But they don't hold it tight
Cause they girlfriends say
How you know it's right
You know its foul
But

crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get

(You're a genius, Mr. J!)
Bitch don't give me that tone
I did this shit on my own
I been lonely long enough, yeah now I'm not alone
Tryna stop me,

Midwest Choppers

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

stop til they get tha millions
In a whole nother century
Tha d-loc n dalima chemistry you can never cross
(pig latin I think ? I could never make it

Call Me Crazy

John Martyn

Sweet Little Mysteries: The Island Anthology

1995

Like a wedding make you wanna throw rice

I'm schitzo, cuckoo clock don't tick so
Write sometimes 'til the chicks noodles
I got screws loose
I pull words

Fight The Feeling

Kendrick Lamar

The Kid Done Good

2013

I'm feelin' comfortable
Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't
You spent your days countin' every single penny made
Restore it now,

had to re write history on this damn beat
I told Ddot throw me the lob we the dream team
Call me Michael Jackson all I make is fucking hits
I ain't get

names get added to the list and they don’t care, they take our lives
You Blue Lives Matter, All Lives Matter, always tryna justify
The killing

little kids get hit by strays
Cause muthafuckas can't act they age
Before you learn how to shoot, better learn how to aim
There's already enough of our

by strays
Cause muthafuckas can't act they age
Before you learn how to shoot, better learn how to aim
There's already enough of our people that's dyin

on napkins
Just to pass the time a Side Effect recreation
You're not dope by any stretch of the imagination
I can't get with them guys
Whose music sound all

eatin' good I don't believe in rations

The fund 6 figures but my niggas need a couple extra
Wine taste tester
You know it's us when you hear the cuts

Michael brought in Don't Stop
’Til You Get Enough

And Off The Wall and Workin' Day and Night
Was the last thing he brought in
He'd been working

We here to drink and have fun don't be anti
So everybody in the spot get your hands high
If your heart didn't stop get your hands high
If you with who

Sherane aka Master Splinter's Daughter

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

fuckin' dominoes!)
Kenny, give me the damn phone, shit, don't hang up! Damn!
Just let me—Kendrick
When you get this message, man, call me back
I need

Can't Cry

J. Cole

The Come Up

like a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't call a nigga back so it's back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for they moms,
At the same

bodies I'm killin' like I'm illuminati
I'm fuckin' out the blue tsunami, nothin' you can do to stop me, I don't care if you knew karate or do pilates
You