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can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus

A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice,

brain on stand-by
Cause it's the message, comin straight from the BOSS!

[Ced Gee]
Your attention please, come on, let me try this
This beat is funky --

We're Famous

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

the '80s juvenile Brooklyn
Where cats was like: "Gimme that subway pass, kid. Good lookin."
Now someone else is taking a ride with what's mine
So I had

out my system 
Wisdom, becomes no match for my addiction 
If the truth hurts I would rather lie
Near by your side, with you throughout the night
I

Should I die by your hand
I forgive you in advance
Only, I might cry
For the souls you damned
'Cause you couldn't understand
Why one might love a man

misery misery needs friends in my 2 meter pit
when I dwell in the east end
get with the pretense
scantily clad clams
enamoured by the animals sat in grand

You sneak around with that devilish smile
Playing fucking games, acting so juvenile
You're like a thief, robbing me
Take my dignity; that is not

comfortably
See who down to go and roll wit me
(Yeah)

It's right there but they fail to see!
Caught up by distractions...

It's right there but the blind

crack
These niggas making memes but the
Memes making Dax cash
Kevin Hart a nigga, let 'em giggle
I get last laugh
That’s right it’s calculated
Premature

around no more she don't even know how much I hit this bong
But she wrong cus i got more bars than juvenile detention lock me up
I'll still go far ain't no

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I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content

Let me put it like this, let me put it like this
I'm what you get if Lauryn Hill slipped up and let Juvenile hit
And then they crazy asses let Angela

God Has Smiled on Me

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

a coincidence and it's not ironic
God got a plan and purpose for your life man
The Quarter Peace Quartet gon' help me sing it right about now, uh
{*chicken

to stay
I ain't talk to God in a while that's just by the way
Aye as a juvenile was babied
So a loser I was labeled
Heard tales of parties like fables (that

went by the name of Big Jim
He was outwardly bold but he wasn't too old
He wanted somethin' more than the championship gold
No he was fighting for

saw them in the summer
Just as warm and just as full of color,  and healthy too
Convey my best to little Elsie too.. and by the way
Shawn tells me that

Differentiated by the tattoos, and technicolor hairpiece
No disrespect intended
I'll fight for our right to love, look
And breathe what we please
But I don't

Trying my best to make my family proud
Damn
Everyday is getting crazy now, wow
Lost my mind as a juvenile, how
How he go from a blessing from God
To it

I never know a good thing
Not even when it's right before my eyes
I can't help it
I just think you're all the same and you won't change
Damn, here I

Ghetto Knows

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

New York the city that never sleeps 
Bodies covered in white sheets are layin' in the streets 
Shit gets deep as we creep up the block by the kids

I've been nice with the spittin'
And divine with the fitted
Got the ice, see it shine with the glisten
On fire like a Litten
Disguised in the drive by

Been involved right from the start
Praying mother really played her part
Father taught them how to keep it uniform
Cuz that's what you accept

around
TURN DOWN
I'm about to be
The best man I can be
You don't have to worry
You don't have to make a sound
Cause I'm right here
Looking back
Over

Eyes
I pray to God and ask Him Why
He show me miracles and signs
Occasionally, I rewind, to a time So bliss
Who knew by sharing my story
It'd feed my