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Come tap in to the streets mob up and meet a Mac 

Verse 1
Yeah, Db Fre$h
I was raised on the Northside by OGs 
From wheels and deals to Phils yeah that

30 minutes till we begin
40 minutes left to pretend
50 minutes till our worlds end
1 hour till we start over again

WISH THAT I COULD
FAST FORWARD

think
They need to 
Work 4 50 hours
Like it's 10 to 5
I can sense inside 
Like if my Sensei died
That they truly believe
There's no end in sight
But why

down its burning my palms
Blacktop melting back down into a tarpit
Least since I'm going under I won't decompose
Fifty-thousand years until somebody

Background extra energy
Fluoxetine makes me pretty
Life is easy half asleep
Lobotomized 50's Betty
We got a mayday nuclear meltdown
I'm a display

And true love ain't dead
But bitch I know mine for you is
Fifty Shades Eternal Sunshine our disposition
Yeah my mind state curated by a bigger

the membrane
If I'm worried how you feel
It's hard to B. Real
That nick nack paddy whacking
Mumble rapping got me snapping
How we gone be mad 
When We let it

but it get’s worse
All in this verse
While i’m living on this turf
Disturbed
By The powers that work
To reverse every Word
That was heard
Since

Trapping where we stay, got us fucked up by the jakes
Shit booming 24/8 driveway like Chick-fil-A glizzy or the drac 
We walk shit down broad day
We

I remember cold nights trapping by da bricks. On 68 with dem drakes tryna make a flip We like let a nigga try us, he gone die ya. We gone let that

I got a degree
Ask where I’m from had to tell them the streets
Not tripping bout a check lil homie got 3
Running on this track I don’t even own cleats

state
Where you gotta prove it
You got a booty baby show me how you move it
Yeah baby show me how you move it
I'm moving greasy cause I know these hoes be

And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by

Tramp

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll

1999

straight, (bein' broke), I'm out, the breeze off 

[CHORUS] 

Any sproke niggaz got some nerves 
They be frontin' in the club, but they man first 
Five

gotta move with her, gotta do the dance.

Take it baby from a man who knows
Your diddie daddie he knows the hoes
I can make them take of all the clothes,

of where I take em
My bitches looking at you like lemme break em
I tell the hoes get what you can if
These niggas gon' let you rape em
Might give niggas

The Truth Is Back

Chamillionaire

Tippin' Down

2005

and put 'em in every city man 
Send 'em Greyhound, in every other city and 
Wallet the size of Guerilla Black's, or Biggie's hand (baby-baby) 
And I got

42nd Street

Dick Powell

The Movie Musicals, Vol. 1 (1927-1936)

1992

Wall Street Jack built
If you've got a little time to spare
I'd like to take you there
Come and meet
Those dancing feet
On the avenue I'm taking you

to stack 401k off uh doing this
By the time next years
Up talking nothing less
Remember renting fairgrounds for a show
Remember stressing I was venting

Lullaby

Young Nudy

Lullaby

2019

blow up in the sky
Fuck all these hoes, you know I love a thot
Hit her one time then you know that I kick her out
Lift up these doors, man, you know

the road I paved with gold
I've got petals for the bitches they call me a rose
They tried to bury me but I still rose
Now when they see me its no wonder they

Cadillacs & Chevys

Jarren Benton

My Grandma's Basement

2013

Still leave these sucka ass niggas in hearses
By the way, I finally sucked my own dick
Leggo!

Snap

Live from my grand-mama's basement
Camp Crystal Lake,

veux, tu dis 'non non non'
Mais t'as un problème ou quoi? 
Je dis non et toi tu continues à dire que je suis piqué...

Got 20 bitches I ain’t average 
But

the trash, went through some shit
Shout out Boohman Da Ghost, he be pimpin' shit (pimpin' shit)
It got hard on them hoes like Rasputia did
I'ma fuck a ho