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What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
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GM
I remember being taught about the drug abuse by Mr Godstime
Never thought it could be me so imma tell my story in a rhyme
It's not always love,

a bishop

Then a castle
Then one by one
Another one and another one
Until they all leave

You're getting lonely king
All alone in the end
Giving you 13 moves

ain't heard 'bout the president? ('Bout the president)
Mr. Remy by the bottle, counting Benjamin's (countin' Benjamins)
Quick to fuck a nigga bitch

Dream Out

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

one night I laid down and turned the lights out
next thing I know I'm awake in the white house
only a few feet away from the president
who's giving

Illegal Busyness

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

[All by I Self Divine]

[Chorus 1]
China white, crystal meth, angel dust, percaset, cocaine, morphine, PCP
Hash, opium, prozac, special K, Xanax,

You know that goddamn kiss-ass Handelmann
vice president of human resources or somethin'
He stood up and made a speech about how we would 
all have

America

Society

Book of Thugs: Chapter AK Verse 47

2000

on the other hand
You so god damn stubborn
And you be
Startin' shit
And ever since you made president
We ain't even seen you since
You need to (you need

a strong black mind, I'm one of a kind
Vice President of my own
Makin g's on the microphone
I gets props, I get fan mail, hell
I'm the man of the hour,

F.T.K.

Ghetto Mafia

On Da Grind

1998

a G in the hood, rollin deep dish
(Y'all better peep this)  I'm fin' to kill me a honkey
I'm sayin 'Fuck the President, and his flunkie!'
I bet' not

[whistle blows]

[female] Slaughter

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Poppa-Poppa Pistol stuck his dick in Momma Missile
and created Mr. Got-to-Get-You if he opposite just

Dear Mr. President
I write to you because the world that we livin' in
Bring the troops home from war that we'll never win
Surviving poverty, my

you
I get geeked off a Sprite that got no mud up in it
My verses and hooks take ‘bout 35 minutes
Multiply it by ten till you get the backends
Don’t do

money did you spend
To get where you are now Mr. President?
Just know that the truth 
Always comes out in the end

Rationalize your decision 
Tule your

wall

I guess it doesn't make much sense
But go fuck yourself Mr. President
From this day forth, I'm gonna waste them all

Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in

it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi

FUCK SCOTUS for fannin' our every flame
Abandonin' legal precedent, panderin' to the states
Just appointed 'cause former President Orange will nominate

ask for the Marines but they're just a bunch of whores
They spend their money on hotels so they can tell
Tell Mr. President that I'm jerking off

'M

the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by

on growing
Borrowers now doing the loaning
Renters now become the ones doing the owning
Mr. President where them reparations y'all still owe us ha?
Where they

of my soul
Thats if souls bleed I don't know
Live what you love
I know that
A serial killer walks by you yet you don't notice him
You only notice

lingo
But not by they presidents hair thou
Over there looking like a Cheeto
Harsh words shooting like a free throw
Look, lemme get off that though
I'm

The ones placed in power playing Russian roulette with our lives
Every five hours
A child goes missing
Mr President
I hope you're listening

I wake up every