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poles, nothing scares me now
Big body Rolls how we get around
Get around
Get around town
I keep a chop with no sound, f*ck around and lay him down
Rich but

South side
South side
Try to label us as felons
But we gotta change the tide
East side
East side
Done with cops homicides
For your race you gon' ride
West

no test on the desk, ill make it mos beef delourise im from the south streets so bees little wheat seed F baby for da 2hr rep daily I come to da

bitch on F Y P, dancing on TikTok

Y'all bring out the worst in me, it's non stop
Got me tweaking, losing breath
I am too hot
Haters tryna get me cause

Tape from California

Phil Ochs

The War Is Over: The Best of Phil Ochs

1988

the man
Then a poster of a movie star walked by
He must have been high
Sorry I can't stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
But I'll send you

Blow the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major set back when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot

for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin

floating earth in motion
Controlled by who what and no one
You can't control the world
No Bush, no Britney Spears
No Coca Cola everywhere
No coup, no silly

She was trynna throw them cuffs on me for the wintertime
Told 'er like nah baby unhand me
I'm finna be on south beach
They gotta see me
You can bet

are to dance
She is the rock & roll
In my orchestral soul
She’s got that Asian groove
South American moves
She’s got African soul
Her vibe will stop you

and a f*****g verse

If you ain't from the south then you wack motherfuckers

I got your b***h on my d**k and her p***y on my nutsac

I got a murder rap

Where

Paper Chase

Tear Da Club Up Thugs

Crazyndalazdayz

1998

when we step in
F from us comes from the south territory
Listen to some of my d-money poetry
Circles a trip, plus it's me smokin' ganja
Rich almost

a hundred miles
When I see the shore, I stop the car and stay a little while
Sometimes it's the only way for my head to clear
I gotta go somewhere south

Chorus: Lil Caesar

One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh

Easy livin, bitches

Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea this shit just make you wanna dance huh
Yea
Yea
M F more flames i'm a hot boy
Yea
Yea
Ha
Ha
Ha

Yea, M F more flames i'm ah

to a pantomime than listen to you rap
Bad boy Puff daddy
冰
块放进
double
白
兰地里
Ice in double brandy
娱乐行业接受我的洗礼
The entertainment industry get baptized by me
A F G K

the south
All in
Come from the block we straight with the hitters
My nigga go ape like gorilla
Rule number 1 don't get caught by that pistol
Know some niggas

Murder

Master P

Somethin' for the Whodi's

2001

Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd

Had to Be Loc'd

South Central Cartel

N Gatz We Truss

1994

on a coke
Crips huggin Bloods Bloods huggin on a Crip G
Niggas got the AK stash for the PD ohh
i guess the felon has to rock it nigga don't stop
or either

Get Over Here

LL Cool J

Exit 13

2008

Ain't nobody as hot as us
East side, west side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the GOAT is now taking over the building
It's time for some

Blee Blop Blues

The Manhattan Transfer

Vocalese

1985

You ain' gonna git lots o'pity

Dig, when why'are bothered by the blee bop blues
Dig this, turn the faucet off'n you'll stop blues
Then dig this,

Is go out feel the funk (hey)
Livin‘ without fear
Cause this ain’t enough
There’s no one here
Binging Netflix ugh (hey)
I feel so weird
Stop this joke

eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off
Real n-gga all day

flourish
'Cause if they don't kill you physically
They kill yo soul


Don't f**k with this momento
Speed me up on a different tempo
Get with the program