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It's Nasty

Grandmaster Flash

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild

Uptown Down Home Good Ol' Boy

Garth Brooks

The Limited Series

1998

down-home good ol boy

A woman loved him through it all
Through his rowdy days and his hardest fall when he almost died
She stayed by his side

She's

of me
Ever visualized your crash
Still fall for that ass
Mesmerized by a toxic illusion
Created confusion
Confusion created
By the woman u dated
Share yo

Disco
Disco
Discotheque

Verse 1:
Wherever V.I.P.
Sneekin' in the back
Through out the whole scene
Shows come in my fake ID
Sure buy me a ten dollar

because the bitch greedy
Three chances, then you strikin' out you need to wish genie
Steady goin' up, gon' hold it down, I need to be easy
Po knocking

we fall in love again let's give our girl your name
God help us if it happens soon
So much time we've yet to lose
To meet with our demise or get out

War Ready

Young Jeezy

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you

acknowledge it
Flow is crazy I'm saucing
Flying by on a rope swing
Wind blowing you talking but I don't see no walking
You crazy boy
You aint making noise
I be

You love me because I look foreign 
Bustin' in without warning 
All of the pieces are fallin'
Fade away
Calling me out
I ain't phased though
By all

Boy yo momma did a hell of a job raising you
You can't change me pop Im 34 years old
If you wanted to change me
You should of been there when I was

flats I'm in and out no commotion
Bought packs from Bodyguard by Cadogan
What watch golden
Take my gyal on holiday she's coming back golden
She's Bae but

never be a rebound, Stoudemire
I could never be in talks with someone who post snap conversations
'Bout their own songs they admire
Gassed up by bunch

Keeping that sword right by me
But my armor rests up in my soul
I got the Holy Ghost

Keeping that sword right by me every night I lay
That's how we

I'm just a boy with a lonely mind
Trying to find my kind
Broken from birth
Bitch you could say that I barely did survive
Skirting on skates with

running down your skin wanting me to come in. Intertwined lost souls when in doubt we never got told but we stuck it out for eachother because boy you were

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

ya, but I ain't that type of Guy
Hustling staying on my grind, Bustin' Rhymes, stacking Wonkas
Golden ticket out this bitch, you stick with me, I'll

and count dough by the mill's
That's real. I ride the wheels till' they fall off
Sittin still wit a sawed-off ready to blow a arm off
Oh, Lord! You don't want

with me, they spray you up like Tom Ford

Got a lot of homies that'll ride too
They just wanna see ya eyes to the sky view
They ain't even make it out

She scream like Macaulay Culkin 
Laughing at you boy you joking 
My life looking great, it's golden 
Chilling by the bae, I'm coasting 
Bounce on my

bread like Aladdin 
Are you mad? 
That's what happens
By the gallon
With the passion

ZeTTa mode

Out of my element 
I be seeing pink elephants
When I'm

Your boy buzzing
Like a trunk full of kickers
From here on out its down hill
Like you played for the Sixers
Doing models or a chick wit some thick

the sauce
Camo all up on me like I’m going out to war
Always camera ready til they put me in The Source
Shit it’s another summer for the boy
Every time I make

the middle of SOUTH MINNEAPOLIS

They try to figure it out, they try to break it down
But they're distracted by every accent that's makin a sound
Grab it