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Let's toast to the better days, get cozy all up on these five ways
Glass bubble all up, this is your day. Let's get it coast to coast, it's my

They'll say that's fine don't waste your time
Or interrupt my state of mind
Now I can barely find a use for these things

So late in twine, this

'm trying to get this medicine, so i can feed these skeletons
I'm pumped up with adrenaline as i hit the curd swerving
Watching this fat bitch twerking

bags hopin' that one day i get the paper
I know that they doubting yeah, they screaming yeah, they my haters

I'm feeling the pain
They make me go insane

No loops
No drum pattern bullshit
One sample on the entire project
These melodies and rhythms are all me, every beat and lyric
It's stupid how I even

I’m about
To blow up in a fit of rage
And knock you down
You’re pissing me off
I hope you get Coronas cough
I hope you die and burn in hell for every

don't complain
Those are the perfect grounds
To keep on playing their silly game
But there's no way
That all these bastards will get away with
All their

Amsterdam

Rick Ross

God Forgives, I Don't

2012

to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through these beats
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like

don't get me wrong
I can do ya dirty, no sympathy
Half these rappers can't compete
I bet none of y'all could step to me
Time to get lyrical, I'm pinnacle,

Freeze

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

right. Get down.

This is a never dug disco defamation of dog and pony grappled out chincey, chipping Leo Da Vinci phonies pushing kill of hill bloated.

and I'm so lost on them
Summer romances, falling together like leaves in autumn
These sunny days and big waves that crash up on the beach
Got us chasing

but this is a glimpse
Of the messages that I get sent on the Gram
Tell me how I'm supposed to carry this weight
When I can barely hold my own back up

discreet
I could tell my real ones,they all fucking with me
Fantasy,true love,it's da way that she cream
Imma go get the bread but it don't rule me
I barely

Ride or die
Stay by my side
One day I'll wife
(Tell me that you'll be)
Ride or die
Stay by my side
One day I'll wife
(Tell me that you'll be)

English, hoes gotta be smacked
Nigga beat 'em and stomp 'em
Barely feed 'em and fuck 'em
Don't get jammed, if ya got 'em
Better leave 'em don't love 'em
I be

caught
Ain't got no price no I can't get bought
I had to learn all these things I was taught
I used to slide wit my bro he had court
Livingston Street

up to the top
I did it in days
But don't you dare worry 'bout Boat
I keep at least like ten hoes

I fuck my bitches by the sixes
No goin' steady
I fuck

5 Hours yeah I barely get no sleep
5 Hours but that's really all I need
5 Hours don't feel like nothing to me
Hopped up out the bed hopped up out

Bodies get sprayed with
Motherfuckin' ultra rays
When shit gets too smooth I get's
Rude with the lipper
Any kind of liquor's company
Like Jack Tripper

days at a time

Sober six months how
Sleeping on moms couch
Sitting in all my doubts
Won't leave the house
I'm 22 now checked out
Need change a new route

know I can't hide
I can't be scared of none these niggas
Who ever told you different you know that they lied
Same ones that be your man
You'll get

a couple of drinks and shared us a couple of moments
But I just finished the bottle so I forgot by the morning
And they just buried my homie my nigga barely

'familiarity breeds content'
And I say 'this ain't a
Parody just barely vent'
What I feel until it's so clear
I'm scared of my sense
New day, built for

everyday I get on my knees and pray
That today ain't the day that I gotta let it spray
But if a nigga play with me I gotta make him pay
These hoes ain't