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Forreal 
Nah, I mean like Pharrell
Bruno
You know
By Michael 
Shit... What that equal?
Uhh?, Eww
10 months ago i was stranded up on Crenshaw
All I

Man's Not Hot [MC Mix]

JME

Man's Not Hot

(wagwan), so man get drilly on guys (brrrt)
I don't care about a million views, you'll get blasted a million times (boom)
Man buss mic and break rules

on man Michael Vick didn’t even have this many dopey bitches
I hope you get this
There’s no forgiveness
For the pope he gives his
Cardinals permission

got the world and the fans decide 'cause you know I’m the best with me for the ride
My fans they can see what I do in time, I release so many songs,

Back to business, too many flipping
Switching like litmus, don't know their limits
Swear on the book, can't judge I'm a witness
Blinded by sweeter

O It's On

Young Buck

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

book by its cover 
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
Chorus
O its on, get at me, bitch I won't slap the shit outcha 
Whacho want,

understand which part of me can be so goddamn unkind
I don't understand why I'm tired all the time
All I know is that last night I wanted to go to bed by

wanna book me and my dawg's fee for
The fuckin' show

I'm an independent artist still know how to
let it blow I know how to let it blow
And so do my bro,

a point when every man breaks
So many bad days, sad nights
I used to have dreams too damn right
But so many things have gone wrong
I've been sick of this

so they think I'm a chef
Ain't about money then honey I'm deaf
Tried to do school, wasn't passin' no test
Report card by Fendi, was covered with F

[Bono]
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying

[Gwen Stefani]
Oh, brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying

[Jermaine Dupri]

right
Who would've thunk it
A brother getting foreign money
Skin getting in the way
To me you're looking like a dummy
Aye so many people are foolish, they

all on the line why you think that we all we all so cold
We surrounded by snow
We surrounded by snow
Union street when we caught that one but we didn't

is not where it's at (at)
I bought a Noam Chomsky book with my Dad's credit card (irony)
Became an expert on world politics - it wasn't that hard

Pound Cake/Paris Morton Music 2

Jimmy Smith

Nothing Was the Same

2013

and we just laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only

This is the tale about Michael
Grew up to be nobody from
The dirty streets of Columbia
South Carolina this is
The tale told by Savage Bros
Lord Lhus

When Good Ol' Boys Go Bad

Travis Tritt

My Honky Tonk History

2004

a smoke filled late night club by the river
Sat a stranger dealing five card stud
He was a big talkin', fast walkin' fly by nighter
There to take

I feel like the man
I do not fight, so don't come with a poke
Like don't lack, this shit no joke
Too many guns, I don't know where to blow
Like, try

of you
Every time you breath his air
You're ingesting evil
So write that book
And hope it makes you famous
But get too close
And you could lose your

no killer but don't let me ketch a body nigga
Michael Jackson im so thriller this song come with body builders
I'm still local but this ain't local I

Strip a fuck Nigga down to his knees
That peon don't live what he say he livin
Lyin on the book with them quotes that you post
Street talk is gimmick

was told by Uncle Maurice
Yeah that's my Uncle Maurice
Put a football in my hand
Said stay up out them streets
Make more than a hundred grand
Then I

by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all

Ball
Swishhh
Oh
Yea
I’m shooting my shot like I’m 24
You don’t know how many I made in a row
I’m counting my rings but I need mo
I ain’t missing no