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Winning is my specialty
Already beat you mentally
Focused on another man
You dick riding so heavily
Niggas in the cut like a barber, line you up for me

So here are lit lies to warm your baby hands
I been spitting hard since they cut the umbilical
My lines are lit an anything but typical
I drop me like

I can only make shapes out
Twisted midday squeeze 
I can walk a straight line to show you I can
She is always on the money
That face, those lines

means
It’s just how we were brought up inside the lines
They drew to divide us from our kind
They loosened the noose now I’m on the lines
Writing so sharp

brakeman let me cut in the nanny line!

Where’s this carpool, carpool van of mine?
I’m getting’ cranky you know I need some food

The train’s a-whistlin’

my shit like acne?
You Stan me
I been on my can do since before I rapped and now
I am more present than vaccine
You toe the line I'm a cut above it you

stuff and cut to the bottom line.


I love my Lord.   That's all there is to it.
I love my Lord, more and more each day. 
Well, I wish I could explain it

and locked it
When they said I couldn't change, I lost it
Findin' myself was a different time
Bitch, I got more cuts than a finish line
Talkin' 'bout my beef

rhymes
Yeah, just tell me what you want from me
I can rock designer, do you love Louis V
Tats hide the scars that cut so deep
White lines, fast times,

I snuff you punks out hand holding the sickle I'm buck wild
Each line is a missle flow simple cut your gut
Watch the blood trickle the ghost is with

she look good, I'ma get in the gut
Like, she for the team, I know she a slut
And she tryna line me the G in the cut
Like, she gotta dip, I know that's

cute anxiety in the meat aisle
Vegan meal paid cash but the wallet reptile
Squiggly lines, you give me a dizzy mind
Like a passing lane we cut up those

send merch, put on a clothesline
Did a sick verse came in with more rhymes
She got hit first, leavin' with no time
With the scissors, cut her with no

no fear
When I snuff you punks out hand holding the sickle I'm buck wild
Each line is a missle flow simple cut your gut
Watch the blood trickle

Carry Out

Timbaland

Now, Vol. 76 [UK]

2010

Let me get my ticket baby, let me get in line
I can tell the way you like, baby, super size
Hold on, you got yours, let me get mine
I ain't leave until

to remember no Ex
I crossed out yo name in my memory card
You follow me I'll see the line and I'll cut
Her energy gone she don't look like a lady
Check her

& Empires were built on lies
Ruthless is what you've gotta be
Or the other guy'll just cut you in line
Dumbass kids, with no taste or swagger
They say I was

windy like a wind did a willow
Reminiscing of the time when something just crossed my mind
Oh shit today's the day they gonna cut my phone line
Well I

come out in the end from under
you set yourself up when you're counting on others

i'm not sad, i'm passed desensitized
friends drop like flies and cut

be late

Street lights, Life's tight
Take me down to see the heights
Bring it round, get out the knife
Ignore the rules, sneak out at night
Cut off

can run the line 
That straight line 
Cash your checks and cut your neck 
Ring and ring and round and round 
But remember when you say 

Oh oh oh

bitten
My bars don't stop all gas cut the brake lines
TSA really love a nigga I don't wait in line
Prada shades on me now a nigga look like I'm blind
Flash

is systematic

Joni cut the tour line
Joni doesn't have time
Joni likes to dart on stage
Joni's on a juice cleanse
Joni doesn't need friends

Fragile Day

South

With the Tides

2003

you'll be free

Now the luck is found 
Our feet won't touch the ground
Might not be first in line, still we stand by
Cut by broken glass
Leaves