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vodka
This tiny nigga could never
Get straight wit' I (eye) , ask Debo doctor
I had Cass' lookin' for son
Like he Nemo father
Bars is back, I treat a mic

attract they represent you

Hold it down only ride with what's real
(No goodtime no time for playing round)
Straight up let me know what's the deal
(Let me

Let's Get It

Diddy

Child of the Ghetto

2001

cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck

Let's Get It

Diddy

The Saga Continues

2001

cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck

And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for

my Youngans knew where you was 
That’s right he called the police on us 
Ima get it by any means 
Thank God for the blessing right now feel like

Down the Line Joint

Mark Curry

Life Story [Clean]

1999

the wall 
Here I call out; let it all out
With or without you, I'm for war 
Some shit worth dying for, ah-huh

[Black Rob]
Yo, you want hot soup? 
I

Same Song & Dance

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)

I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper

on Wiley, slamming Gannon, and Bowser's a straight coward
Liquid Snake evaporates, gets baked for eight hours
Link up with the Triforce, temptation to taste

the back (I know)
How do I do it, I be blown out her back
(Lets go) then hit the road I'm headed
Straight to get a bag (Yea)
Its so good in my hood tonight

Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen
It's the food and the medicine
By the roots we've been given
Ancestral Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen

they wrote 
Know that we goin for broke 

I'm talkin straight off the boat 
Down on my luck 

I'm talkin all out of hope
That's when I go at ya throat

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

should give me space
Step back try to run or you'll get it to the face
You're losing this race

Armed with my blaster, aim straight for your head
Don't

by day for Spring Break to come.
Hello 6th grade

And for just a moment we were among the gods
I felt your skin on my lips and you felt my kiss on your

strings too few for the eclectic design view
Use paint to measure if foundational cracks grew
Baby blue is cool by my preference is mango
More like orange

life sentence
It's D-R-E, I fuck models and roll with mobsters
And I cook up beats like the Doc that's straight outta Compton, nig

Pulling out

(Woah)
I'm a big stepper for sure (For sure)
Hunnids on deck, of course (Yeah)
Yeah that little hoe loves coke (Go)
Skiing, yeah we brought our poles

Part Time Suckers

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

and times of someone else
It doesn't benefit your wealth or your mental health
I go for self, but the real self is one with all
This self who's by himself

I was doin'
Just had to wait for perfect timin'
Now it's photoshoots, videos
Rockin' all of my old clothes
RHEC'n shit since day one
Hillbilly hype

A new obscenity laced rap video from the cousin of an unarmed man shit to death
by the L.A.P.D. appears to threaten the lives of police officers

Ate York Peppermint Patties, slung by Peter Paul
Wrangler, straight laid the track when it sag
With one banger, interlude loop caused me to hang up

For him I'm exotic, ah
He like my accent the way I talk
He ask where am from
I say none of your biz am a child of God
But which country are you from

For him I'm exotic, ah
He like my accent the way I talk
He ask where am from
I say none of your biz am a child of God
But which country are you from