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I’m running it back
Like Le’Veon Bell
Big dopes in the hall nigga
I was never ever saved by the bell
Backwards Nemo know I’m going to hell
Live my life

shit 

I’m on that fly shit keep up with The Jones How That Saying Go
New Kicks team early shout out that Boy Daygo 
Switch the flow ima bout to do it in

(Bullock) was given to us by one of the following slaveowners, David Bullock, Jesse Bullock, or Joshua Bullock, who resided in Edgecombe County, North

the World walk by my window wavin,
Like a party I been missin
Let it spin, drink it in, get dizzy
May your life never ever be too busy
(To take a moment

Bipolar
Acid in a Soda
Dumping bout payola
Colder
Heart getting colder
Yeah
Okay
Heart getting colder
These bitches bipolar
She saying I’m toxic like

a ride
I got my baby by my side
Some say that we’re the pride
Of Laurel Canyon

Shades of Camelot givin' all I've got
To Laurel Canyon

John Paul Jones

And you know
You know
You know (You know)
Where I go, I go
When I’m high in the sky
By myself in the night (You know)
In the words of the great KID

And a cardboard box
Jar broken by SMU jocks

I just wanna lift the bins
And make the rollers spin
Hang out in the shade
Fill the trunk parade
Oh no, another mix-up

my knuckles in gauze
And I'ma spit flows 'til I be
Livin' up in my fifth home
(New York) shout out to Jim Jones
Love my haters
I'm 'bout to give 'em

If Mary Jane was a hoe, would you kiss her
If you jones up the Coco, would you miss her
Times of the essence

Drowning in the darkness
Trynna escape

Yeah, Hit-Boy
CHOMP 2, CHOMP 2

5 AM in Atlanta, I'm writin' raps
Sometimes I'm fightin' for my dreams but it seems like they fightin' back

Gittin' Funky

Kid 'N Play

Rapmasters, Vol. 1: Best of the Jam

1989

where we stand by popular demand
Let's have a hand for the 4 man band
Other MC's in the dust trailin
We got quick on the horns just wailin around
So if

I feel like everyone changed
Look around
I'm hitting her from the front
While my chains
In her mouth yeah yeah yeah yeah Who's daddy now yeah yeah

swim
Looking homeless use a trim
Shoutsout to my homie Jim
Nick eats around the rim
Eric's Caddy for a spin 
That hes fuckin bitches in
Shaggin waggon

the dark and put me in the light
I started to listen instead of just fight
The path that I'm taking now feels so right, yea
It feels so right, yea
Stomp

got put in a pack
If I spin through the front
I'ma leave through the back

GBG baby, get it active
Keep a 380 up in traffic
You a dummy for thinkin' I'm

know 12 posted they watchin my place
I know that you snitched well that’s a disgrace
And I’m in the lead this ain’t a foot race
And I’m takin off don’t

spin
In the land of sin
I was stuck like a manikin
To the stand I'm in
On the moon again
Someone at my ten
Turn around and stab them with the pen
I used

reppin)
I'm the freshest from dirty, Westside rollin close to {?}
From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose
On a mission my vision, clouded by

on lean in the mountain
Me and P Jones we gone ride
Call up big homie gone slide
Big drip holding that fire
So don't make no noise, stay quiet
I'm a take

your thoughts progress
And drop your guard to the floor
And get caught in my net
Gotta confess this is all I possess
Until I'm called by death I'll

Combine
When I'm on the comedown
I want you to come by
You never need no invite
I just want you in my sight
(I just want you in my sight)
(I just want you

Spin got my back
One man
To many sell outs
But we ain't sold out
No price on my name
Emancipated
Got taste I'm flavored by the season
Salty for a reason

Jack's Obsession

Sparklehorse

Nightmare Revisited

2008

says a word, hope he hasn't died

Something's wrong with Jack
Something's wrong with Jack

Christmas time is buzzing in my skull
Will it let me be, I