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Overtime

Big Sean

Overtime

2019

Yeah, whoa, whoa
I just been feeling like, it's all clickin', you know?
(Hit-Boy)
Like it's all working out, and I'm 'bout to work out
Colossal

nigga who let you
My nigga used to say 
Spit yo game, talk yo shit, hold yo head, trust no bitch
Niggas out here be fucking up, Aint nobody to trust but

it Krain
Trips weh mi tek by private plane
Know mi ting up mi lifestyle it nuh plain
Lyrics weh mi spit dem mad insane
Touch inna di club money fall

do it by my lonely now I'm feelin like the shit 
So don't look any further for the realest you can get 

Ay, I'm chokin up and ima swing for the fence

trying to wake you up
At your wake motherfucker
Black mass, black gloves, duct tape, AK
We always do it big around here baby ba-by!

That's dem Miami boyz

bae bro (grrrr)

Came home scramblin', all you heard was ambulance
Somebody got hit on the corner, doin' hand to hands
12-12's out the minivan, it

my spell in effect produces heat
Yell and dish out insulting lines but never say my fucking name
Tit for tat you spit at me you'll need a pad, woah

you
I just rather keep it to myself
I ain't with the crew
I just rather roll out by myself
I don't need no help
Ride out for myself
All by myself
I've

Bust a Nut

H-Town

In the Nude [Clean]

1993

Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut

That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious

Welcome back to Spark It Up Radio. I'm Mr. Fantastic, aka The Voice
Before we get into it, we gon' pay the bills. This show is brought to you by

I don't want no problems 
Aka I keep it popping
Sticky fingers want my lyrics, keep your hands out of my pocket (Huh!)

I dey lay low for my one

Started out winning winning 
(Winning!) 
Committed that's how we did it 
(How we did it) 
Yes I'll admit if I was wrong 
(I would) 
But we on time

singin this
One rhyme, 3 finger ringing it
Here figure it out
But what I know is
Just let me speak 
Hit beats and keep going
I'm keepin pace
By the beat

flow hypnotic, I got you begging for more
I spit from the heart, though I might never blow
But I do it anyway cause it's therapeutic
I got my people

my files
Cuz I ain't trying to fit in a crowd
By my lonely that's my style
Nobody ring me up or just hit the dial
If it was me then I'd be foul
Take my

gonna wanna have all her organs snatched out with and
Who her funeral consultant is (What do you want? Quick!)
And it's really tough to stomach man, it's

eye like I was Newman
Hi Jerry
I think therefore I am and I'm emulating the legends
By repping it on this cypher and fighting my way to Heaven
Most

The Woman Downstairs

The Handsome Family

Through the Trees

1998

Chicago is where the woman downstairs
Starved herself to death last summer
Her boyfriend Ted ate hot dogs and wept
With the gray rats out

Swimming out towards my new life
Dragged in by the undertow
The salt, the spit, the magic
To last, to be romantic

It's not a screen where I can call

Speedom (WWC2)

Eminem

Special Effects [Deluxe Version]

2015

gone!

Nobody can catch up, meet the Speedy Gonzalez
The beat is the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth
You gon' have to beat it up out

lies... with daily precision
I finally made my way out that section 8 division
Now I'm busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin'
But by

Never link none of my exes secretly
If it's beef with you, then it's beef with me
So if I die by the gun
And you don't wanna ride out, don't tweet rest

out, you can come get it
I don't care who spit it, I don't care who's the best
I just want to spit it cuz I'm living out a test
My living was a prison

It's too late to make amends
Lethal weapon hanging out the benz
Hit you and your friends
I don't like loose ends
Hit the gas and I ascend
Keep your