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Mona Lisa

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter V

2018

addresses
And we don't leave messes
You'll only know that it's gone when you check it
Then your first thought is to start second guessing
She say, "What's

by one of his dreadlocks
And turn his fucking lifetime into a dead clock
I do like Mr. Dahmer and dip the bones of my victims in the
Acid from

his head

"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "

Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him

Written by Adedamola Adeniji, Layi B, Abdulwajud Adebiyi, Oluwagbeminiyi Iyanda

Cruising Lagos traffic on another day
Landlord don dey para tentant

that shit
I cook cocaine in front of my cousin
He like
"How the fuck you make it lock that quick?"
He said, "Papi, you got that wrist" i say
"You think

say
When the landlord’s at the door
And the heat don’t come no more
What do you say on Christmas in a bad, bad year
There is power even in the darkest

This is my voyage
Boy it's incredible exceptional
How I make illegible sketches to decibels
Something they can never do all my records do
The Matisse

There's a man inside my wall
I swear I heard him before dawn
Rummaging beyond the halls
I know I'll catch him before long
Landlord says there's no one there

All I think about is young kids being gone
And how they make sure they just strap up
Never leave the crib without the chrome
Cause niggas right now

costumes and your wigs and say
"I did look like a damn fool?"

Yes! Yes, I do yes, I do

Do you ever think that?

Sometimes every now and then you know
What

shooters come round
With the talons and hollow tip rounds
In my hood they know how I be down
(Nigga I say dead, you dead)
You should be dead by now
Smile but

More need I say no more
Life is just a chore
Bored
Out my mind blood leaking from my thighs
Signs of future actions ignored by the like
Eighty percent I

this block is dead
(dead understand?) "
Coming back every night
City Hall rolls up the
Sleeves for street fights
Overhand right got niggas confused
By

Stressin'

Plies

Gutta

2008

me...
To tell you da truth...
I'm stressin'
[repeat]

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Chea my rent due n I'm stressin'...
Landlord jest called with a message...
Say I

the white 
This is A bunch of blood CraftBitch
Bitches think I'm dead 
Enemies don't know I'm sleeping with my money tube I'ma fucking heat you my booth, if

say about you
Oh what am I to do? Oh Lord

When I look out of my window
Everything I see
Is hate and murder, stabbing, stealing
Rape and larceny
Well I

Attention people of Earth; You're being taken over
Dropping hits make a crater, bitches will think i'm on mars
So i'm just gon' say see you later,

We Can Make It Better

Q-Tip

Hurricane Relief: Come Together Now

2005

sight seein'
Show you what we do on weekends for a sight, man
She said, "I know what you about to say, like your hype man"
She let a nigga hit it,

without the drive
See I bus tables and my
Homie Castro is a waiter
I can't wait to blow and say
"I told you so haters!" living the life of a
Egotistical

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

we think that
How do I say this without people gettin' pissed off at me?
Like, humans are all aligned, but you can tell
If you look at any other

swear I heard him before dawn
Rummaging beyond the halls
I know I'll catch him before long
Landlord says there's no one there
Then why'd I find this

do should show gratitude to Him factually
Master makes a masterpiece in mastering the peace He gives
Life is not an object that we keep when He has

you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can happen
What do we own? Not