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the matador - By the matador
Six foot under - Is it any wonder - Here's to gettin slayed - By the matador

Solo

Frank Ocean

Blond

2016

Hand me a towel, I'm dirty dancing by myself
Gone off tabs of that acid
Form me a circle, watch my Jagger
Might lose my jacket and hit a solo
One

was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He

lore
Work em like a matador
BARDCORE
Bardbarrian kick in doors
Come on let me hear them roars
BARDCORE
Coming through ya know I'm aiming for the windpipe

like Midas hoe
Heard her nigga be on that bullshit so he finna get floored like the matador
Now I'm standing at the pulpit, brain got a full-clip
You

by the horns, it’s now your property

I bet your friends speak French like un, deux, trios 
You host dinner parties for the upper middle class

a broke bitch in the past tense
Like some eggs, I hear y'all cracking under pressure
But me, it won't happen

Dodge the bullshit, matador like ole
Out with

He came right over to me
cnd he said “how you doin'?
You look you could use a dance before the night is over”  
He had a smug grin
Encouraged by his

I don't feel Ok 
No Way, Jose 
Dodging my problems like Olé
There's a Matador at the door with some bullshit, go the Fuck cway! 


It ain't easy

Bulldozer matadors 
don't live in sunny Spain 
at night they sleep in ditches 
by day they dig out drains 
with rubber feet and teeth that snap 
like

In Old Mexico

Tom Lehrer

An Evening Wasted with Tom Lehrer

1959

I revive by recalling that scene
And names like belmonte, Dominguin, and Manolete
If I live to a hundred and eight-e
I shall never forget what they

the wheel of fortune took me
From the highest point she shook me
By the bottle live by the bottle i shall fall

But there in the mirror on the wall
I see

One, two, one, two, three

Hand me a towel, I'm dirty dancing by myself
Gone off tabs of that acid
Form me a circle, watch my Jagger
Might lose

Adderall Admiral

Danny Brown

XXX

2011

Eating on an Adderall, wash it down with alcohol
Writing holy mackarel, actual all factual
Out for the capital, matador ya capsules
Hassle

Aged by a mad love 

But I’m here 

 
 

Like a Matador they’ll adore you 

For every heart you tore through 

And like every Matador before you

(Nah)
Done this by myself
I'm doing it on my own, I get the racks by myself
Man, it's Gucci, Dior, Vlone, I spent the stacks on my belt
All these dimes

Oh no, I'm on the road again
My feeling's gonna keep me on my toes again
I'm sitting by the phone I'm tryna ring again, my heart
(Sitting by

Ohh ohh
Somebody son 'bout to be cuffed by the baddest
Imma put in work, if I throw it, he better catch it
Money ain't a thing, spend them racks,

took me
From the highest point she shook me
By the bottle, by the bottle I should fall 

There in the mirror on the wall
I see the dream is fading
From

of fortune took me
From the highest point she shook me
By the bottle, by the bottle I should fall

Chorus
There in the mirror on the wall
I see the dream is

aint G-Shock
Twistin' when I hit make you G-Lock
Put it on the Gang make you D-Roc
Fabby's matador grab me by the Horns
Show me give me more make that

The Game

Def Squad

El Niño

1998

before
The lyrical lexicon, matador's metaphor...

(Redman)
I be like, yes-yes y'allin, to the life beatin,
The Funk-Diggy Doc be comin' through

blanket while the bird
Opened and closed its wings like a matador
Giving up on murder
Jutting its beak, turning a circle
And flashing, again
The ruddy

is flying full
At half-mast
For the matadors
Who turned their backs
To please the crowd
And all fell before the bull

Red was the color of his blood