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Let's get started, oh yeah
Lvmeboi's beat finna send us to the stars
Lets go, lets go
Yeah yeah, skrrt skrrt skrrt
Baby yeah, im on my own so you can

and get my own
No, I'ma get the bag, and if I don't fill the safe up
I'ma bring them tops out, I'ma get the sink (don't play)
Before you fill closet,

Yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (it's pretty quiet huh)
Uh, hunnid thousand in my pocket
Ima blast off like a rocket
Pen I'm gon' charge through the socket

the clever one?
Who will solve this problem
that tears my soul apart?

Why does every bottle have an end?
And what has my poor soul to do with this?

Look, I make my own decisions
Learn from my own mistakes
My enemies they want beef but
Don’t know what’s at stake
I started out with nothing
Just

dont need direction only guided by my mental
I take off like a rocket from a launchpad all sad before they wasnt with me now they with you
But they was

attempts to succumb
I swore I was adopted
Tortured loved-lined pockets
My illusion is my rocket
Wise blood da greatest prophet
I dropped the ball to never

bottles bottle rockets baby light em up
I brought a speaker in my bag I’m boutta fire up
If you don't mind all of the time of yours I'm taking up
Let’s stop

When I left my mold
I couldn't hold my own
I didn't look around at the inside
I didn't trust my mind
So I hung around a little while in The bitter

(Zo)
(Zo the Scholar)
Six-Teeeen in my pocket
Thirty-Threeee in this rocket
If you bump me
I’m gon drop it and
I just left Hard Body’s
Damn I got

(Zo)
(Zo the Scholar)
Six-Teeeen in my pocket
Thirty-Threeee in this rocket
If you bump me
I’m gon drop it and
I just left Hard Body’s
Damn I got

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there

people around me can tell you
9/10 Eric b hanging by his lonely

Work better
Focus better
Get more done
That's just me
I move as one on my own

I been on another wavelength
Like I just cop a rocket, then I'm telling Elon race it
Really wanna cop my own spaceship
Just to show you where my mind

a young Spinderella
Start my own Rockafella
For this is not a dynasty
This is an empire
Rothschild we in the house tonight
Sorry, love, I can't get up in

One Day

Polly Paulusma

Scissors in My Pocket

2004

the deepest lake
A volcano about to awake
I'll grab that bottle by the neck
And say my prayers...

and then I'll hurl that bottle
Down into the deep ravine
I'll

They only wish that they could know when the Imposter's sus
It's super fucking funny to watch them miss
the aerial given off by me in Rocket League
This

my own path (yeah)
I was bougie broke, bacon in the ramen bowl
In my woes yelling like I’m Figaro (damn)
Never honor roll now I’m on a roll like

Tryna get pounds in my pocket
(Take) off like a rocket
(Too) loud you can’t stop me
(I’m) coming like a rave
I be wavey I ain’t new to this

that my city a
Tell it they know I can get ya'll today
Bottles on bottles that shit by the case
Hit from the back
Grab that bitch by the lace
And I roll

back n that's a fact
Throw em off the scent leave some Himalayan Lilac
Losing My Religion like the REM throwback
We Goin Our Own Way like Fleetwood Mac

everyone made me regret
Decisions I've made, cover up my pain
My life always Been contested
Collecting reparations
Now that I'm facing
Made my own friends by

that
Standing by my lonely
Loneliness is my best friend
I'm a boss in the making I know that
My niggas down to ride on 4 flats
We go back in the day

did it all on my own
Outer space and I'm all on my own
Taking flight with my copilot
Cash money and the girl, 'cause she feeling my Space NRG
Yessir