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Heaven's Afternoon

Wale

The Gifted

2013

In the grand scheme of things
We never were supposed to have shit
Born to lose, built to win
Folarin
Let's get it in

We ain't supposed to never have

borough
Rippin' any mothafucka that steps towards me
Yeah, I got power like floors be
Yo, check it out y'all

Real nigga quotes I tote, got some shit

Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it

Drug Ballad

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it

No Holds Barred

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

to fight back cause the new jack black macks
Ain't did shit about that, whack, jackin'
And I'm packin'
'Cause I'm down for the bank I'm stackin'
And in

Freak Daddy

Mos Def

Soundbombing, Vol. 3

2002

it down Sound Bombing (yeah) number three
Freak daddy shit like Big Jones (it's almost over) and Mos Def
Believe me (alright, yeah)

It's almost

one where we murder at
I go straight across your top, like doin' hurdles, jack
Flip a sack, like you do a burger pack
Push up on your bih like where

I be so far gone in my spaceship
Underwater blue submarine shit
Radars and my satellite
Laser beams lit
On my Queen Shit
Light speed sprint 

Light

to cold
Can’t tell if I’ll love again
Cause that shit ain’t down the road
Maybe I ain’t want you want
Maybe I ain’t what you need
I kno shit tough as hell

Yeah,
I'm just gonna get straight to the point (Yup)
Jack Cobe, let's go (Uh!)
Take it back to the basics, traces
Since 1996 lotta MC's made a lotta

marinara shit can't get up too
What I'm toasting on all these fuck nigga peons too
Way I whip this shit up nigga I be skrting thru
Young nigga wanna feature

(Cook that shit up Quay)
Yeah
I need my ladies fine
Yeah
Stretch, stretch
Stretch that shit, stretch
Stretch, stretch
Stretch that shit, stretch

bringing in checks she gone do what I mufuckin say

I really been through some shit seen some shit thats gone go to the grave
Try to run up we gone blitz

& im rocking a Vivienne Weztwood jacket boy
Nigga i don't give no fuck
I don't care if you don't jack it boy
I'm from Milwaukee get yo shit gone just

803 sh*t
803 sh*t
Yea
Rell
You Listening?


Put on a mask for the money bag
She bust her ass for the money bag
We back-to-back for the money bag
I

He a bitch A.C.S. Get this baby he shook 
I'm screaming catch me if you can jack 
I be zoning nah I'm focused on the plan 
Trap until this rap shit

three times (Three)
Trap three times (Uh, oh)
Tell 'em hit my line (Hit my line)
Need a pack, well bang my jack and hit my line
Trap one time (One)

Pop the Trunk

UGK

Side Hustles

2002

Smoke something
I just bought me a Coupe Deville,
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack cause I'm from Texas,

[intro: king just]
Falalalala
Yo, this is how we do this shit

[chorus 2x: all]
Niggas better move, niggas better get back
Niggas better move, don't

a Glock switch (bow)
Glock switch, Glock switch (brrt), Glock switch (brrt), Glock switch (brrt)
I just ran from 12 in Audi R8, this ain't stock shit 
I

I'm just a young rich nigga, shit all I do is trap
I'm Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back
Two black straps, let 'em fly, Jill and Jack

Locc 2 da Brain

Brotha Lynch Hung

Season of da Siccness

1995

to jack a punk
And when that siccness hits I'm like a new stage
Watch my back, hit the dank, load the gat, make the grave
Twelve midnight, my niggas

laughed at
Huah, no wonder she’s hitting my jack back
Tap that than I push off like a scat pack
Only see me in this shit I can care less
Come correct or get

Hey

Fuck you talking bout
We fuck shit up
Fuck you talking bout
We fuck shit up
Fuck you talking bout
We fuck shit up
Fuck you talking bout
huh huh