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flashbacks
I just sent her a hundred on cash app
I don't need refund you can have that
I can't fall for that shit cause ha ass phat
This high school my love we

the sacred path I'm doing alright

Living for the people that my natives for life
Medicine wheel for real we got a unite
Mother earth the target and there's no

Last Man Standing

EPMD

Back in Business [Clean]

1997

the Ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic 

Believe it, it takes years for why'all to achieve it 

Cause I'm a go getter, I get the loot, I get the cash

like Flash
Can't fuck with young niggas been getting this cash
Since 11 years young I was raised by my brothers
Lost my daddy cause he was shot by my

school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme 
Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find 
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno 
Flame by

this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?

By suckin' their

I'm just by my solo man[00:43.82]I ain't buy her shit she just love my dick she call me dad[00:47.00]Drugs I took back then kickin in now I got

made love up in the Honda
She had gained so much weight we could barely maneuver
Around the backseat so we parked the car by Herbert Hoover
Once again

like Joaquin Phoenix

Rise of the sun, the rap titan
We clash, see your life spiraling down, like Johnny Eunitas
Colt 45 drinker, say what up to raps

to live? Put some cash in your purse (some money)
Or your wallet, that shit is the worse
So I'm trying to get some just by spitting my verse, my bad if I

The Fifth Dimension, Creedence Clearwater
Oh, brother Hendrix, sister Joplin, we wish you were here

Early in the mornin' Johnny Cash and old Elvis got loose

Big River

Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash at San Quentin

1969

Hello, I'm Johnny Cash

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I

do shawty
I love you for what it is and that's the mother mother fuckin proof shawty

Yeah
Girl tell me that you love me
Girl tell me that you love me

Turn it up, uh
'Bout to turn it up, uh
A-ha, uh

Check what, press who?
That ain't what you do
Got a lotta goons that'd love to address you

to learn to love tradition
Seeks forgiveness for my suffers
You one dirty mother fucker, used to think that niggas loved us
Gucci sweaters and the robe

"Wowhow could two people who love each other
Bring this into the world?"
God bless em, you know?

Two brothers, a single mother
A father that loved em
But

Why you tripping bout cash it’s just dollars
All this drip on my neck that’s some water
Got this bitch on my dick that’s your daughter
I’m finna get

my candy back
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe grab a chicken by the toe
If it squeals let it go ever body here we go
Get your mother fucking asses

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

For Ethiopia
For Eritrea
For the whole Horn of Africa

Even though I don't speak in my mother's tongue
Let there be no confusion bout where I come

myself today, look it ain't smart
I try to focus on the pain Johnny Cash scars
There's so much love, but there's pain mixed in my heart
Grab

hit the Cash App
Fuck the Rona gimme fifty feet nigga back back
Smokin' woods till I'm def
Shit I mean smokin' woods till I'ma outta breath
Two redhead

nice
Whatever your hue
You'll respect me and I'll respect you

Babe Ruth's hitting balls with Johnny Cash
The score's 6 love Bette Davis and Arthur Ashe

going to make me richer
Calling my handgun Johnny cuz that lil bitch going to pay me up
Cash stacking up
Double story styro cup
Throttle floor it, never