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Gotham
Streets in my city are rotten with bodies
Feels like I'm Peter or Parker
Because to me it just seems like I'm always surrounded by greed and these

'em know
Let 'em know I'm in here
It's Joker I got a sickness
It's gettin' worse by the minute
And then it spread to the club at the moment I step off

conference/
Imma problem, can’t be simplified/
Can’t sympathize when its killing time, rapper see me coming like go get the guys/
They know they get penalize,

to spend all night with me
(She want to wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to, baby
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it

Hands Off

Gucci Mane

Delusions of Grandeur

2019

make me spend them bands on you (she gon' make me spend them bands)
Birkin bag, let you cop 'em by the two (go, go, by the two's?)
All these furs,

everything in me just let go of everything I was holding onto so tightly
Snd it hit me that I don't have an intellectual reason, I don't need one
I trust

Tales of the Funky

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

rhyme
I go platinum, for the very first time I wrote my rhyme
With the Parker, not Paisley
And if Prince is on my tip it don't phase me
I'm from the old

by myself (free the real, keep the rest, no cap, nigga) 
(J.R.) ayy

Came in this shit by myself (dolo)
Free the real, keep the rest, no cap (free

nigga Pac
Gotta go in on this one yeah, let's go

Give me my money and stacks and
Lace my swishas with kush, nigga
Hard liquor fuck up my liver
Guaranteed

where’d he go?
And how’s he follow the speed of light like he’s resting.
You want the secret?
Ill spill it
But first you’ve gonna have to catch me.
Yeah I

yeah she want me on the gang-gang-gang
Yeah she a thot, yeah she want me and the gang-gang-gang
Don't run up on me, you get shot like 1, 2, 3 by

Swinging the beams I draw
X-rays go through all
I had a vision
I’ve seen it all
Either live in a dream
Living the dream you saw
Made mad incisions
Their

on dumb luck, She came across me sleeping, now she's looking to get...shhh

CHORUS
***Let go of these feelings that we're holding, Let go of these letters

overstepped my feet.
There’s a silhouette enlightening, you can blame this on dumb luck,
She came across me sleeping, now she’s looking to get…shhh

***Let go

They Down with Us

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you

bitch goin kick it,
Go that weight no fitness,
Say bitch just mind your business
Yea Yea
I got the drip sauce,
Pockets on rick Ross
We let that shit off,

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me

And I was just with JR tryna catch me a jake let 'em go ballistic
Know my set full mischief tryna fuck with HK now be realistic
Let it kick kick mag dump

Engeneer
Stand up, help me out, to jam and honor music

Prince and Ray watching us from above
We’ve got miles to go on our way
Hope and pray they are jamming

The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep
Wake a nigga ass up like he got somewhere to be

Yeah (ya dig?) 
Ha, ayy (and let the world know), and by

Tired of living in the ghetto I need me a crib by the bay
Knockin’ em off if he get in the way
Switchin’ them states they can’t know where I lay

albert, Darius
Billy Ray, Samuel, Michael, and Brian
Ended up dying from systematic violence
Forgive me for being blind when
We need an eye i know I could

moon
One step for you on the water
One step for me
Let's go to a place where
We've not been before
Where we could agree
I can feel the sun rays in every

Drag Race
Written By Andre Davis Jr

Hook:
Get to the bag aye/
Hop out the jag aye/
Money come fast aye/
Like it’s a drag race/
Sonnin these niggas,