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killin' kids, you ain’t care until that kid is yours
White folk talk about it, nothing changes, like revolvin' doors
Maybe fuck a law, written way back by

U-Way (How We Do It)

YoungBloodZ

Down South Bounce, Vol. 2

2001

[Chorus]2x
So how we do it when we do it shawty, you-WAAYYY
That Billy Dee got me slizzard like, you-WAAYYY
We hit the club, make dem folks scream,

treating love like it's on my to do list 
And just remember the wise words of Paris 
(From Gilmore Girls)
"If you can't put it on your transcript then what's

tryna be seen on the scene
That day you up there hiding in the attic
If you ain't seeing what I mean, prolly just one of them niggas
I'm just keeping it

the same 
They'll say we change 
That we're insane 
They'll call you lame 
That's not okay 
It's makes you feel like you're the only one there
Feels like

Rock Ya Body

Fat Joe

All or Nothing

2005

body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, now

Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be
But

and presents
Plus the messages you sent me
I'm a narcissist without a place at home
And if I could I'd wipe you all
Just for a day alone
Like just wandering

plenty fish inside the sea
But why you want fuck a catfish
I'm more than average 
Smoke like an addict
Put cash in the couch and the attic
Hovering

the word of mouth and rumors
Block hot had to let it cool up
Like my bread bitch I done grew up
like me a blunt so I can maneuver
Shit get hard I just roll

everybody else are apprentices look
The way that I'm defending shit you a say I'm prejudice
Hogging it all for my team yeah that's selfishness
I'm just

and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)

Made it clear like a squeegee

bounce back wit that drip
Like I just came out the faucet

To see what I can see
It's way too hot, 500 degrees
Put the fetty up in my hand
It's on boat, by

Give me a beat
Yeah
It's Neicy Jay
Second to None
220
You know I'ma talk my shit every time
Ay ay Turn up
Ain't no doubt about it
You know Ima be

Get it out the gutter
Fuck nigga dont want no static
Married to the game
Keep the choppa in the attic
Im the best to do it aint nobody else above me

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

but
It ain't really a poem, I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to
Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla

to find
Shallow ground
Bad luck in the ground
I wish you were here yeah
I cannot check on the kid the kid he looking at me like a bonche
Back in the house

far its a black ball
I be dripping in shit like a cracked top
If you quick to the top its a fast fall
I just want a lil whip with the matte top
I just

I been going through a lot of things lately
And I'm just tryna find my way up out the dark
You feel me (feel me)
I'll be damned if Ima let a hard

a knife
You should know by now that I ain't with the internet hype
They be like Mar, where you been
Just thanking god for my wins
I been losing more friends

Sometimes I feel alone like I'm up in the attic
It's just me, a tape deck, and a cassette of Illmatic
Parents nowhere to be found like the reason is

on me, like I do magic
So by any means, I’mma go & get it cracking
If you get in my way, then you know it’s gone be tragic
Been in the basement so long,

to play it
By the orelha, tugging on the rope like you're a sailor
Ditch over the gunwale the paraphernalia
Smuggle opportunities in the anus of failures

Thought it was real by the way that she kiss and she hug me
Little did I know
I was like third on her list
All the sexy shit she used to do was looking ugly

Surviving The Ends
Survival by any means
You in my way then get popped like amphetamines
Now watch how these friends become enemies
Putting friend in