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Manilla

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

on Sepulveda
Anointed players who coin phrases, that's metal paper
Level layers, several shades of grey, submission for it
Milf lover under silk covers who

Run on me, you gon end up in last place
I be rolling up bands in the fast lane
Finna dump you when you end in the ashtray
I be keepin it together like

bad-ass set from all
Of my bad-ass shows

But now I got one, and I think it's a hot one
It's so new some of the lyrics are forgotten
Like here it's awkward,

Eventually there will be hell
The future just does not look well
All fair use, it was made by myself
Just do it, put your ego on the shelf
In

compression of your eyes
I must say, God must of spent a little bit more time
On your face... Book when it shook the world
And took us by storm, we did not take

I'm the trash-picking
Customer ass-kissing
Cook in a jazz kitchen
Cooking till the brass section
Begins their last session
Fueled by ambition

raised by Luke, so go and raise the roof (raise the roof)
I stay clean like a fresh triple beam
And in '93, it was all a dream
Brass monkey, that ass

band
I help these cowboys show their stuff all over this big wide land
My special skill is to turn a frown into a cheery smile
I do this with the songs I

Got the grip on me, you can see it by my side
We all down to ride, we down to ride yeah
Cause I’m on top of the world right now
Watch these bands go up

smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat

getting to it I been getting through it
Send some bands just to make sure you straight
I been elevating I been being patient now it’s time that I make me

guess that we growing up
Shooting the brass til it's jamming up
Monday night so yo bitch wanna slam it up
Slam it up
Lil nigga I still got my bands up

Did it on my own no this ain’t happen just by chance ugh
Certified youngin I been getting to the bands
Icey out my wrist and look at how them diamonds

Curtis 187

50 Cent

Curtis [Clean]

2007

nigga, see what I'm about

It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braids
Doo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchblades
Ski mask to get paid,

bring ointment, nigga
I'm lubricant slick, baby, I'm hornier than
The brass section of the band, you understand?
Pick your poison, it's your choice

much, I bring ointment nigga
I'm lubricant slick baby
I'm hornier than the brass section of the band, you understand?
Pick your poison, it's your

Get 'Em

Redman

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album

2007

[Intro: Redman]
Gilla House niggas
Check it out
('Cause I like it!)

[Verse 1: Redman]
Yo! I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry
Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey)

, and with hair like wool
So you can't pull, the wool
Over our eyes by lies taught in school
Where history was rewritten to teach racism
It's taught to tricks

like wool
So you can't pull, the wool
Over our eyes by lies taught in school
where history was rewritten to teach racism
It's taught to tricks both

, baby
They didn't wanna dance, now we all friends

Did it over and over and then again
Put me on I put my exes in a trance
Yeah I do this by myself but

, baby
They didn't wanna dance, now we all friends

Did it over and over and then again
Put me on I put my exes in a trance
Yeah I do this by myself but

melting

mourns the pier they knocked down

gone were the dances

the pies served up with peas

and the coatham it’s still standing

but now aged by the sea

do do, do do do, do do, do)
(Do do do, do do do, do do, do)

It's over, it's over now
It's over, it's over now

(Do do do, do do do, do do do, do

loud, maybe it's a little too late
Johnny's taking heads off of all faggots who hate
'Cause I'm a God, motherfucker, there's a price to pay
Yeah, I'm