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my girl, 

Beating the drum of my sorrow cause all i do is wallow, 
Misery & pain eats me alive now I’m hollow, 
A shell of a man motivated by a plan,

EVEN KNOW 
SURROUNDED BY SMOKE 
SO HIGH THAT I FLOAT GET O'S FOR THE LOW 
I GET IT I GET IT
IM IN IT TO WIN IT IM MINDING MY BUSINESS 
I GET IT I GET IT

Lock & Load

Bone Crusher

AttenCHUN!

2003

what?
So partner tell me what's happenin'

These streets is real
These niggas can't steal, what?
For the jump out boys, when they drive by

So if you're

Rob Me a Nigga

Freddie Gibbs

Cold Day In Hell

2011

a year ago
Shit can get into a nigga's head when his digits low
Make you wanna send one of your friends to his funeral
Maybe me and him was never

Back block niggas
Spit it for the hungry, go getters and the have not niggas
For the ones that'll smash out with ya
Who keep it a buck
If you down

that bitch gone by the weekend
My cellular it stay on DND I don't even like when my phone keep on ringing
New bitch she so ultra bad and her pussy water

that I close my eyes, I fly to space and my time rewinds
I remember all the drives in the sunset
Now I'm by my dolly watching shadows play on this drum

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Kendrick Lamar

untitled unmastered.

2016

the way)
I'm the only way
We can fornicate
Ah, pimping and posing
Look what I drove in, ah
Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah
I live by

I started off by dropping sum I knew generational
They hide they cards but all I do is play I don't wait to fold
I saw a set of grills that fit my

and ankles 
Making money moving all these lows 
Came up so quick I think I am the greatest
Na Foreal one week like half a mill
I love my family La Famil 
Hop

relax
Funk comin in stacks, bullets comin from gats
So I duck, lyrical buck buck get stuck
I'm jammin like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers
that cause

strong
Please don't take too long
You feel so devilish, but you heaven sent
So I'll make it back home
Yeah, we been chillin' on the low
Kept my feelings

(Ayo Jug)
All black like I'm Batman
Shot me in the ribs
Ain't feel a thing I'm off a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
when I'm down man
I

and he sell Hershes
Ha, so low-key, we kinda work together
Gerard boots big as fuck, he a major stepper
Aight, this a old Cadillac, the European leather

numb 
Loud bang like a loud drum loud drum 

Make it pop get low make it drop
Yea She top notch Shordy got this shit on lock 
Feelin so loose bouta hit

Deplorable by association, Go against their fascist mob if you dare
Hated by Karens all across the nation, mainstream media corrupt I swear
So sick

Foot Stomp Stompin'

The Tractors

Farmers in a Changing World

1998

Played an old Buck Owens record never ever seen it fail
Got the hungrys for your love tiger by the tail

We're goin' foot stomp stompin'

You know I

Getting fucked up from the corner store yeah yeah
Buck fifty, told my dog I wanted more yeah yeah
Said I want it all little by little
Get a check

Getting fucked off the drugs
We don't nuck
We don't buck
We just wanna have fun
So what's up
Got a cup
Mix it up till it's done
Got a lot if you wanna
Got

a hawk
The paper don’t stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get

they leave me alone
They be seeing that I'm up while their rack's come in by the low
Buck's coming in by the load
While you stay fucking hoe's
I get this

until recently, controlled the entirety of the diamond trade from mine to market to aftermarket. So let’s start by examining the age of the tradition,

it, pop, pop, pop, dig)
I just want blue hundreds and that's it
(Hey)
Nigga try me, knuck it if you buck it (Woah)
Baby come in, she gon' sucky-sucky

Kids made fun of my swag cap on Yik Yak
Man, those were days that shit was just straight facts
Taking useless classes, just so I could pass this
Year