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Buy Back The Block

Gucci Mane

Epic Lit, Version 2

2016

and Wednesdays
I might buy me 10 Denny's, I might buy Family Dollar
Cut it to 50 cent, I got a job for your father
I'm tryna help with the rent, I came up from

copping my shit
But they can all wipe my ass after I'm dropping this shit

Insulter ces putes reste le mettre mot
Je suis pas venu au monde l'esprit

Keep Ya Head Up

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

Down a fifth of whatever and try to box 50 Cent
Still wanna see Rihanna and Ariana in lingerie
But Hollywood's telling me not today
I'd really like

Not ya friend
In this game
Ain't no friends
Supporters
Gotta pretend
Honestly
You just a man

In a fucked up sense
Cents
Gotta make your own
You

This is stolen land on a stolen map, rent is theft, give it back
Work 3 jobs get a heart attack, no insurance, now they want tax
They gentrify like

I'm the best rapper to ever record
Cut niggas off like an umbilical cord
This glock is extended shout out to the Lord
I hope I don't live and I die by

my videos
Post out her crib she can't talk cause my charm
Smoke so much gas i should get me a farm
50 Round carbon for niggas who's armed
Look up it's

Bang bang
Bang bang, bang

That smoke's got me gone
You can hear it in the air
We on top like some stairs
I don't give no fuck, I be goin'

To be the greatest ever at this flow
I do this in real life
And never just for the show
I stay on point at all times
And never played by a hoe
Grinding so

nice if i scoop you up to run away
find a place where we can play
i can show you more than fifty shades
hit the candy shop like 50 cent
we can keep it

or Die Tryin'"
It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin niggaz

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
First there was two sets of footprints in the sand

know I'm evil
It's M.D.B., I bring the smoke like this shit Chino's reefer
They don't want no problem with me, that ho be playin' 50
And I let him hold

money by Monday ain't got no time for waiting
Puttin down like 50 cent I been power trippin maybe
These hoe ass niggas be selling dreams
Had the same

For the Lust of Money/The Grandz

Sunz of Man

The Last Shall Be First

1998

lions strappin? through New York holdin? irons
Smoke weed, a twenty sack through tracks
See our money back this year?s apocalypse
ain't no time for your

light
I might
I might make it to your side
Out of sight, huh
Niggas smiling at me, thought you knew I wasn't nice
Two cents out your two lips I do not

Trauma sensitizes the brain to pain
The cooccurrence between trauma and chronic pain is something like 50 per cent up to 80 per cent
So if you've had

em' out they clothes
Smoke marijuana by the O, our eyes low
My pockets covered in zero's
Bitches run up to me like a hero
My niggas rob like De Niro

All this shit I rap in this studio 
I live this shit no Cap
Yea I gotta degree but I be in these streets selling gas by the pound and I Rap 
Fuck

two cents too yourself
I smoke a j just for my health
In my room all by myself

Red dot that's a headshot
Like Lloyd babygirl I make the bedrock

See Me

Tech N9ne

Something Else

2013

This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Tech N9ne!
Turn me up a little bit more, Ben, so I can rock this the right way, brother
If you got

ain't a 100 round nigga it's 50
How you gone put a 50 on that Glock
It's gone jam it's gone stop
Sorry baby I do this shit for my daughters and pops
Give

two flows on me
If they want smoke, keep a couple bows on me
Yeah, them boys cool, but I'm by my lonely
I might pour the mud, we gon' sip and die slowly

Shticks of One and Half a Dozen of the Other

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

weighs eighteen stone
(That's two hundreds fifty six pounds)
I don't mind her fat but,
It's not only that but,
She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly