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to move in silence no problem

Verse 1
Let's bring the house down its time to rock and roll
We get it moshin proceed with caution 
There's no control

observed and give lessons

Trapping and bird catching but I already defeathwred some frsants 
So count up all your profits G for I hit him wit a profecy 
Ya

Bam when I flip the shit like Aunt Jemima
Used to sweat a lil Hundo 
Now I count by thousands
Superstar on your block 
But can you reach the counter

on
(Don’t run back)
There’s plenty more dudes on the row
Find the one who’s down to come home
When you wake up in the early morn
He gon have a crown waiting

'til the day that I fall (huh)
Down in the 'Bama, that's where I stay (uh-huh)
Ain't signed no deal, still get paid (nah)
Hoes be bussin', they still

fold
Deep down inside I'm really tryna make you my wife
Wanna give you the world, diamonds and pearls
Everything you deserve
Put a baby in you lil boy

life we living... mane it's fucked up... mane this shit here cold
I was crossed out by a bitch that I thought that'll never fold
But this shit here come

Five Guys, mm
I ain't never seen a nigga
Shootin' at the breeze like a
Nigga in a drive-by ok
I'm ridin' down like a drive-by
Gotta bad bitch on my right

of shit that turn me
Up and get 'em offed quick
Gotta chill down on em Percs
They be havin' me nauseous i'm the shit
How the fuck this AR grow
Some tit's?

I'm like Drake before the fame
I'm living life, I'm state to state up on these planes
I'm from the north but I'm inspired by the place they swang

rap
Won it by laps
100gbs of fire in my macs
100 degrees of fire in my tracks
100 green zs of fire they white ash

I Had to hunt down a silly don why

ON LP/
CRcCK ROCK LIL TOPS
COLOUR UP THE STREET/
ScME FLcVOURS cS
THE BcLLY'S SHOES ON MY FEET/
I REMEMBER CORNER STORES
JUNKIE WHORES THcT O'D/
WILD IRISH

Lately, I've been grindin' on my own so I don't say shit
Pull up to his block and rock his world and make him famous
Say, just sit me down while I'm

Pulling the torch on you been self employed
Servin' cutties is my line of work
They line up for work, chop it down
Sniff a line of work when they tastе mine

pencil a lime around your
Spine and coke a dime
Calling my fam for a 'lil
Shine nigga get off
My dick like tricks up in
My face want a taste
Disgrace

on the past
Remember days when I ain't have a bag
It took a lil' minute, wasn't nothin' fast
But the longer it take, the longer it last
Had to sit down, come up

How Could You Do This to Me

Guerilla Maab

Resurrected

2002

determine the real and the fake, don't make me ball up a pause
And punch a motherfucker's grill off his face
Case after case but it ain't slowing me down, see

Time to Go

Magic

On My Own

2003

done heard about me, putting it down
Pound for pound, by far the best in town

[Hook]

[Magic]
Go on twist it, till you dislocated (daaamn)
Y'all help

Every Body Heard

Bustacrime

Dope Lines

2016

around wearing a crown
I'ma drop lyrical you gonna get drown
Knock out by the flow the way the hit sounds
I'ma let your lil' mama say we drop bombs

Forever

Freddie Fox

Freddie Fox

the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie

Ode to Slimy Bassless

Spunge

Pedigree Chump

2000

a pair of carpet slippers.

Your in the same job till the day that you retire,
You happy just to sit home, your feet up by the fire.
It's OK to spend all

pull up, heat dumpin' (yeah)
Take his life, but leave his chain so he can keep somethin' (nigga)
Left pocket big as hell, I think a bee stung it (shit)

some clout)
Yeah by the AM, I put the ho out (put that ho out)
You reach for this chain, we gon' shoot up the crowd (we gon' shoot up the crowd)
Speak

though
Car ain't got no roof like
It lost it's voice
Like a mirror after a hot shower
I make 'em moist by the time I'm finished
Beatin' up that puddy, that