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ring the alarm	Ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm Don't you ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm She gon' be rockin' chinchilla coats If I let you go Benz and the house off the coast If I let you go She gon' take everything I own If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go She gone rock them VVS stones If I let you go (Coupes) In the 'Bach carter rolls If I let you go She go profit everything I taught If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go Tell me how should I feel When I know what I know And my female intuition Telling me you a dog People told me 'bout the flames I couldn't see through the smoke When I need answers, accusations What you mean you gone choke? You can't stay, you gotta go Ain't no other chick spending ya dough This is taking a toll The way the story unfolds Not the picture perfect movie everyone would've saw She gon' be rockin' chinchilla coats If I let you go Benz and the house off the coast If I let you go She gon' take everything I own If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go She gone rock them VVS stones If I let you go (Coupes) In the 'Bach carter rolls If I let you go She go profit everything I taught If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go Ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm Don't you ring the alarm I've been through this too long But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm Tell me how should I feel When you made me belong And the thought of you just touching her is what I hate most I don't want you, but I want it and I can't let it go To know you give it to her like you gave it to me, come on (Oh) He's so arrogant and bold (Oh) But she gon' love that shit, I know I done put in a call Time to ring the alarm 'Cause you ain't never seen a fire like the one I'm gon' cause She gon' be rockin' chinchilla coats If I let you go Benz and the house off the coast If I let you go She gon' take everything I own If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go She gone rock them VVS stones If I let you go (Coupes) In the 'Bach carter rolls If I let you go She go profit everything I taught If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go How can you look at me And not see all the things that I kept only just for you? Why would you risk it, baby? Is that the price I that pay? But this is my show and I won't let you go All it's been paid for, and it's mine How could you look at me And not see all the things? (See all the things, see all the things) She gon' be rockin' chinchilla coats If I let you go Benz and the house off the coast If I let you go She gon' take everything I own If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go She gone rock them VVS stones If I let you go (Coupes) In the 'Bach carter rolls If I let you go She go profit everything I taught If I let you go I can't let you go Damned if I let you go
1 thing i know	1 thing i know These bitches come and go So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doing Cause they be hating and I swear that shit ain't cool She'll put some niggas on you Don't tell her your every move 1 thing i know These bitches come and go So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doing Cause they be hating and I swear that shit ain't cool She'll put some niggas on you Don't tell her your every move 1 thing i know Dont ever trust these hoes dawg 1 thing i know Dont ever love these hoes dawg These bitches come and go I had to learn that shit the hard way So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doin I heard these niggas been stressing bout these bitches lately They gotta be kiddin but my shoes tide So i ain't trippen baby Oh my pimpin And then a trigger off But your amazing hey!! Rhymes in the city Boping that oh my god Dis crazy heyy And i keep sure My refund no high fuck And those drugs in And plugged in Like life support Keep these bitches out your business Never wife a boy She sceaming she sceaming just like a boy And dont love her though Rule number 2 never trust a ho And everybody freak what you covering for She old news Like a bubble code Im in a old school You bussing up So pay attention closely Cause this is what the wise man told me 1 thing i know These bitches come and go So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doing Cause they be hating and I swear that shit ain't cool She'll put some niggas on you Don't tell her your every move 1 thing i know Dont ever trust these hoes dawg 1 thing i know Dont ever love these hoes dawg These bitches come and go I had to learn that shit the hard way So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doin Dont let'em know what your doin Dont let'em knoe that your on Dont let'em know how you move Dont let'em know where your goin Dont let'em play you a fool I rap like i got me a point to prove And im back like i left something in the room That repeat got me better now I ain't jumpin no broom Cause i ain't tryna settle down Album is coming soon Got unit curve to curve And she a true fan she know mi shit word for word But i still dont trust her Never ever would love her I only wanna fuck her And keep it undercover to And its just one thing u gotta do Keep dem bitches out ya business And never get caught slipping nigga 1 thing i know These Bitches come and go So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doing Cause they be hating and I swear that shit ain't cool She'll put some niggas on you Don't tell her your every move 1 thing i know Dont ever trust these hoes dawg 1 thing i know Dont ever love these hoes dawg These bitches come and go I had to learn that shit the hard way So keep'em out ya business Dont let'em know what your doin
staying in	Another Friday afternoon Dicky chillin in his room Got a teddy on the bed, you bet he playing little spoon Pimpin I ain't fittna move shit Bitches getting stupid But I ain't getting hammered less you handing me a tool kit And yea I know the cool kids are drinkin at the bar But I just ate a chicken parm And then got faded in ma car And theres tomato on ma navel, as I'm layin in ma arms Debating if its safe to wait because the bathrooms kinda far Goddamn I don't wanna go nowhere Why the fuck these bitches call ma cell Ion't really care what the fuck they do I just wanna lay in bed and jerk off ma self Sun is going down, I bet the club been going down But I don't wanna fuck wit nuffin less it's something in the house And now I'm naked on the couch Wit raisenets in ma mouth I'm playin a stupid asian in NBA 2k12 And I'm beatin that ass wit the Utah Jazz Youjizz on the tablet, loading multiple tabs As I pack bowls, mac pro, chattin wit a black ho Dat want a redskin sack, call dat bitch orakpo Crack flow, fuckin wit a lotta fuckin snacks bro Cookies in the oven, whatcha know bout how I stack dough And I ain't got no mafuckan plans ya diggg It's Friday night and I'm stayin in Don't wanna drink, man you couldn't even pay the kid Who knew that layin in the crib would make a hit So put ya hands in the air if you stayin innnn If you don't even care what day it is Ya had a long week, roll weed, take a hit Go on Demand, take a gander and play some shittt Okay ma cell is getting bombed yo Bitches want a don To come meet em greet em leave wit em, freak em at they condo Ma penis like Chicago D Rose pronto But I won't be scorin less it's Fifa with Ronaldo Cause I ain't comin out, I'm getting freaky, Michael Jackson Keepin up with the Kardashians As I'm eatin easy mac And as I'm peein I'm seein penis wit pieces of a napkin Need to clean it, i'm creamin without a boo, dis ain't Aladdin Achu, das what the rest yall do erry time yall spit some sicknin shit The fridge gotta lil bit left in it so now i'm raiden sub zero to finish him Damn...how you do dat there, you kickin it like Liu Kang here Ma pubic hair super bare whatcha know about a Jews wit Nair And iont think I wanna brag, but stayin inside the pad Was basically the greatest day that I've had Holla back if you don't really wanna pregame, and wait for cabs Would rather eat a fuckin cheese cake, and take a nap I'm double bundled up under covers I'm comfy den a mafucka Bumpin to something Usher, while grubbing on some fuddruckers Say I ain't the man ho playin on demand shows You can get retarded, but Lil Dicky think he stayin home And I ain't got no mafuckan plans ya diggg It's Friday night and I'm stayin in Don't wanna drink, man you couldn't even pay the kid Who knew that layin in the crib would make a hit So put ya hands in the air if you stayin innnn If you don't even care what day it is Ya had a long week, roll weed, take a hit Go on Demand, take a gander and play some shittt
venom	Uh, ayy Fuck 'em Yeah Ayy, keep that shit goin' mane Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yuh, ayy, ayy All these punk motherfuckers don't know (Don't know) They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (Like I won't kick in they door) All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (Hitting my phone, ayy) You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (I never seen you at one of my shows) All these punk motherfuckers don't know (Don't know) They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (Like I won't kick in they door) All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (Hitting my phone, ayy) You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (I never seen you at one of my shows) See, I been fucking up my life no joke (No joke) Tatted my face, quit my job, went broke (Went broke) But I been loving every day a little more (Day a little more) When you hear that wooden block, you know it's only Ghoste Made in the image of what they call Satan The blade is serrated and decapitating The brain of sedated and awaiting heads Never to let them think freely again Put 'em in an underwater grave Better pay your attention to what I am about to say Fuck what your friends say Fuck what the man say I been licking venom off my gums (Ayy, yuh) Getting faded off the blood of my girl, (Yuh, yuh) I cut her on the face, she told me "more" (Ayy, yuh) She got blood on my grandma floor (Ayy, yuh) Bitch, I'm draped in Ghost Supply head to toe (Ayy, yuh) Y'all were sleeping, I don't want your damn clothes (Ayy, yuh, yuh) My chick gon' to seduce your damn girl (Ayy, yuh) We tag-teaming like we wrestling for the belt (Lay down your soul) All these punk motherfuckers don't know (Don't know) They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (Like I won't kick in they door) All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (Hitting my phone, ayy) You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (I never seen you at one of my shows) All these punk motherfuckers don't know (Don't know) They running their mouth like I won't kick in their door (Like I won't kick in they door) All these punk motherfuckers hitting my phone (Hitting my phone, ayy) You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows (I never seen you at one of my shows)
best friends	My best friend say she sick of me cryin' on the phone Tellin' how the men be doggin' me My best friend say don't tell her nothin' bout me and you 'Cause she ain't showin' me no sympathy My best friend say If she was me, she'd have let you go a long, long time ago My best friend say, my best friend say I'll be there I'll still be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you I'll still be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you My best friend say, I can stay with her At her house, no doubt, any time I like My best friend say, don't let you ruin my life Cause you don't do for me and you don't act right My best friend say If she was me she would let you go long, long time ago My best friend say, my best friend say I'll still be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you I'll still be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah Hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey hey, yeah I'll be there, yeah I'll be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you I'll be there for you In your time of need, you can lean on me Come on, I'll be there for you
heartbroken	Laid out like a crucifix, she ready for religion She ain't go to church but she know how to beg forgiveness This that kinda night that you can't keep the room from spinning This that kinda night, yeah, yeah Just landed in New York, the plug is waiting at the hotel You know the deal, no camera phones This ain't a fucking show and tell People taking pictures through the curtains In the 'rari spilling ash, she spillin' bourbon I gave out all my love now it's gone I should be heartbroken but I'm not I turned it all around now I'm a heartbreaker Laid out like a crucifix, she ready for religion We can't make no love, 'cause I can't make no more commitments This that kinda night you know damn well you gon' be sinning This that kinda night, yeah, yeah Too many of my homies turned into dick riders All of my exes, they my exes, they some liars People posting pictures like they know my fucking life though I been making money since 2009 though I gave out all my love now it's gone I should be heartbroken but I'm not I turned it all around now I'm a heartbreaker Fifteen acres later, I'm still waking up with paper In a Maybach, to the Lakers Watch your girl, I'm doing labor Enfants riches, leather jacket, hard as mothafuckin' razors Got it down to a science And I never been a traitor Got a bitch from the equator Top of the hill, I got no neighbors Man of the year, ain't no debater Look at my team, I'm like we major I'm in L.A., cuffed pants like a skater I'm a draper and a flavor I'm a mood, heartbreaker I'ma fuck her, then I'm cool
swamp	I could be here all day. You're gonna tell me what I need to know. You're gonna tell me! Are you gonna tell me? C'mon, spit it out... Me Ilamo Roberto, y este es el camino al éxito. Fucking commas up from the outside From the outside, from the outside Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside From the outside, from the outside They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? My daddy taught me how to sell dope Turn grams into elbows Light it up when the L rolled Black mask, used to kick doors Wasn't no bullets in the guns though Niggas still never argued Raid the house like the task force Me and my niggas like drug dogs Find the dope then we take off Fuck my girl with my chain on Then she tatted my name on it Yellowstone, I was raised on it Actavis in my baby bottle Baby stroller was an Impala Niggas like to talk down on me When I see 'em, I don't hear about it Fucking commas up from the outside From the outside, from the outside Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside From the outside, from the outside They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? (Merlyn! Merlyn!) Never would've met my friends if not for satellites Yeah, I'll cuff her even if she do not suck me right (suck me, suck me!) Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life Luckily professor failed me at the proper time (yee! yee!) Shh-shh, shh, I say "please" all the time, bitch Shh-shh, shh, I like white collar crime, bitch Shh-shh, shh, money digital broke and Shh-shh, shh, Ghana prince in your messages I know you hate me for leavin' Then let's go crazy together When I tell ya all the things that I'm thinking Just so that we could get better But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher I don't got insurance for this pressure Wanna find the benefits, I can't measure Trying not to run out on my temper I can see the ash and the ember That was made from emotional texture I don't know why I took this endeavor Don't identify with oppressors Don't identify with surrender All of my old friends fair-weather Gotta treat my heart like a treasure 'Cause all I know is no one else will Fucking commas up from the outside From the outside, from the outside Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside From the outside, from the outside They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? You do not know me, don't speak of my homies, you are a phony Quit pinnin' shit on me, you gon' bring out the old me You don't wanna know what I wanna do when y'all talk down on my name I don't wanna see you in the street 'cause I might catch a case People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!) Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!) Running to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!) I'm running to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!) Fucking commas up from the outside From the outside, from the outside Fu-fucking dollars up from the outside From the outside, from the outside They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say? They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
starter kit	Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with Mama saying boy why y'all playing in that water Got granny what y'all doing with my Bigger sister saying y'all lil boy look suspicious Got mama saying what y'all doing with my dishes Twelve came through and we had for the fishes Got locked up in school, we ain't worried 'bout detention Heard mama walking through the 'partments with a tool Whoadie mama said I know y'all boys ain't been to school Hit the D-mall like a motherfucking school Yeah we shoot but we in the pool shooting pool rushed the card I have to call the fucking check ball If swag was a plane I'm finna motherfucking take off Watch me shake the fake off, watch me shake the fake off I am on so much green I can play golf Kush pack and the rubber band and a digi scale And a zip lock, residue all in my fingernails Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with Selling bags, zip locks, six Glocks, twenty scales Sick spot, fuck my car you should see what my bitch got If you ain't get no money my nigga then you can't hang at this spot Nigga wanna play then okay somebody get shot Rollies for the whole team, urine full of codeine Pounds on the Sunbeam, baby bottles with more lean I'm young and dumb and I ain't got no patience I'm 'bout to pull up at the trap and see what's shaking I bought me fifty he front me fifty, I thought 'bout taking it My nigga told me don't do it so I went paid the man I let your bitch come to me and then told her get away from here Strong packs and calculators, ain't nothing but a pint in that refrigerator Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with
dkny	A young lady was talking to me the other day Asked me if I heard a new song called B.O.B (Battery Operated Boyfriend) And when I think about it from as far back as I can think Almost every woman I can remember had one But I ain't the kind of nigga that just take that lightly like "Oh, that's nothing, that's normal for a woman to have a dildo" My mind goes to, "Why do they need it?" Cause we absent, then I ask myself why are we absent Then I think about us being taking into slavery Where learning to read was forbidden Can't read, won't have a proper education No proper education, can't get a proper job Don't have a proper job, don't have money to live and eat Gotta eat to live so you do the only other thing you know That'll definitely put food on the table, hustle dope on the streets Hustle dope, might have to kill another nigga Kill somebody, go to the Feds Go to the Feds for ever ever ever, get to sleeping with them boys Do that, might contract aids Get out, give that to your woman She give it to the next nigga You and that nigga start funking One of the niggas kill the other Then it's the same cycle all over again We absent, dead or in jail No, I ain't that kind of nigga I am not a cryin' bitch, I get up out to try and grit Put my vocal tape I sell it then I'mma get to buyin' shit Made it up out the lions pit, no fuckin' denying this is Some high and mighty spit, I'm rhymin' in the year the Mayans writ Destruction, introductions to new Front men Working for the government, snups and lust they trust in I was in the Gulf when US had a bust reduction But for the soldiers stuffed in dust, we gotta turn up the cups then And party with they families, we kickin' it to anarchy We granted these insanities The kid would get humanity Vanishing is who standing in vanity Damn it, B-L-double-O-D you scammed that T, you die under canopy I don't, trip off what another nigga do And I don't, lip off to another niggas' crew If I ain't got a trigger to I'm tryin' to live a few They say do your thang, you different kind of nigga, you (2X) Close to my ragin', far from a jiggaboo Do your thing, you different kinda nigga you Over came the shit that they be giving you Do your thing you different kinda nigga you I'm a different, B-R double-E D And I live it, see the people lovin' on me And I give it, my heart away including the arteries I don't be hollow boy like me if you ain't watersoluble I do's it, how you gonna change the game If you ain't got game changin' music And I lose it, whenever niggas ain't the same And they plain Jane and April Fools it I beastly slipped and like my sides is greasy Till the industry on the eyes I ain't so easy Lookin' at me like a leper, now they lovin' the keffer Lookin' like I'll never make it, lookin' like salt and pepper While my music's so Sebastian Bach When the world ain't thinkin' like I'm thinkin' Better dummy it up but the cash is stopped I gotta smash it a, Asher Roth that'll shake the spot There's only so much time in this song, and I've got to say a lot Tryin' to get paper fore the paper stop, I'll make a plot To make my bank account look like Vegas minus the beggin' twat It's effortless for me to pepper it, with cleverness But they just gimme a glimpse of the pimps who's they be steppin' in Got 'em guessing what I'm finna (Do) Never change my lyrics (To) Be jeffin' with you jigga (Boo) Different kinda nigga (You)
closer	Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you I drink too much And that's an issue, but I'm okay Hey, you tell your friends It was nice to meet them But I hope I never see them again I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke-down car And four years, no calls Now you're lookin' pretty in a hotel bar And I-I-I can't stop No, I-I-I can't stop So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older You look as good as the day I met you I forget just why I left you, I was insane Stay and play that blink-182 song That we beat to death in Tucson, okay I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke-down car And four years, no call Now I'm lookin' pretty in a hotel bar And I-I-I can't stop No, I-I-I can't stop So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older (No, we ain't ever getting older) We ain't ever getting older (No, we ain't ever getting older) We ain't ever getting older (We ain't ever getting older) We ain't ever getting older (No, we ain't ever getting older) (We ain't ever getting older) (No, we ain't ever getting older)
i just might	Y'all ain't gon' fuck with me Y'all ain't gon' fuck with me Y'all ain't gon' fuck- ayy Y'all ain't gon' fuck with me Y'all ain't gon' fuck with me Ayy I just might spend a whole milli' (Racks) I just might throw to the ceilin' (C-note) I just might spend a lil' dub today I just might spend a lil' twenty (Checks) I just might spend a lil' million (Checks) I just might fork up a billion (Checks) I just might come out there broke today (Sheesh) I just might come out with fifty (Checks) I just might come out with hunnas (Sheesh) I might just turn to a stunna, woah (Sheesh) I might look like anacondas (Sheesh, sheesh) I might fuck my homie's mama (Slatt) I might dress up like a hunter (Skrt) I might pull up in a Honda (Skrt) I just might get to these riches (Ayy, woo) I might go broke with these bitches (Bitch) Whippin' the dope, ride the pot like a peg Nigga got the whole rock under my feet, no Pro Ked These bitches like when I go crazy, I swear I go crazy like spazz Nigga could never be none of you, never ever, you're not it Consider our street soldiers, run with the wooly Lil' Mexico lingo lingo Yes I got a will, but you're not included All because you're not cutthroat (slime) Yes I got bales in the pantry Yes I got pounds in the attic I don't like you Yes I'ma turn my head on you like you a lil' faggot If I ever take a trip to the chain gang you know they embracin' lil' homie The warden on me, they pourin' on me You think it's a dream, you blurry on me My skin is tatted, you can tour on it Matter fact you can explore on it You should go down on your numbers, my nigga You overexaggeratin', plural on it I just might spend a whole milli' (Racks) I just might throw to the ceilin' (C-note) I just might spend a lil' dub today I just might spend a lil' twenty (Checks) I just might spend a lil' million (Checks) I just might fork up a billion (Checks) I just might come out there broke today (Sheesh) I just might come out with fifty (Checks) I just might come out with hunnas (Sheesh) I might just turn to a stunna, woah (Sheesh) I might look like anacondas (Sheesh, sheesh) I might fuck my homie's mama (Slatt) I might dress up like a hunter (Skrt) I might pull up in a Honda (Skrt) I just might get to these riches (Ayy, woo) I might go broke with these bitches I just let you feel on it, I just let you feel on it I just let you feel on it, I just let you feel on it I just want you never to stop, shit I just want you never to stop, shit I just want you baby, baby, got you on the bed, bed Don't ever stop, don't ever stop, shit I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, hit that tommorow Oh, I dive in the sky, I really believe I can fly I be like "Hurry and buy" I fucked 'em both I'm connivin' I'm an angel in the sky I look down on the drive by's Hundred bands inside of my pants YSL loaded I don't like gold jewelry no more Put it up like a trophy, I'm the coldest Smell like flowers, she's the bomb I just call her "Lotus" Dick get hard on her butt My nickname "Hokus Pokus" I just might spend a whole milli' (Racks) I just might throw to the ceilin' (C-note) I just might spend a lil' dub today I just might spend a lil' twenty (Checks) I just might spend a lil' million (Checks) I just might fork up a billion (Checks) I just might come out there broke today (Sheesh) I just might come out with fifty (Checks) I just might come out with hunnas (Sheesh) I might just turn to a stunna, woah (Sheesh) I might look like anacondas (Sheesh, sheesh) I might fuck my homie's mama (Slatt) I might dress up like a hunter (Skrt) I might pull up in a Honda (Skrt) I just might get to these riches (Ayy, woo) I might go broke with these bitches
evil genius	That’s just a snare; don’t be afraid of the snare I'm an evil genius, disobedient, villain you hate to love Mischievous, mysterious, miscellaneous Used to make love to complex simplicity all the time Now she my star and I'm her sky and I ain't afraid to die I don't give a fuck! Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Indecisive, enlightening, frightening idol With the light-sensitive Eye of the Tiger, fire flame Dylan times 5 by the way Skydiving tidal waves Writing rhymes in oxygen Scribing sonnets silently, that inspire men And brightening environments that I have not been in Obviously opting not to sing songs in sobriety Subsiding the poison imploding our society Functioning addict with clammy hands Leaving my paraphernalia everywhere Told Lori I'll never do coke again, but she did what she did And I'm here again, I ain't pointing no fingers I'm still a man, no, I'm more than that You would know if you scrolled through my older tracks I'm just a Romeo mourning his Juliet Hadit incomplete without Nuit And do me a favor and save all that satanist shit You pagans gone pay for this shit I study theology, ancient philosophy, astronomy, astrology The current state of the economy Washington D.C., fossils and dinosaurs The origin of our species, monatomic gold Flowers grown in feces Christ Conscious, Pishon, mocking Jesus The chicken came before the egg's the thesis I bet she's an... Evil genius, disobedient, villain you hate to love Mischievous, mysterious, miscellaneous Used to make love to complex simplicity all the time Now she my star and I'm her sky and I ain't afraid to die I don't give a fuck! Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind (I don't give a Fuck) Mind Young Mind Fuck Mind Young Mind Fuck Mind Young Mind Fuck Mind Young Mind Heaven is missing its angel of fire Your passion is needed right here on this Earth When the Lord calls for you after you die I’ll wait past my lifetime for you to return You be my star, I'll be your sky You can hide underneath me and come out at night And when I turn jet black and you show off your light I live to let you shine, I live to let you shine
break my heart my fault	I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it Plenty nights I went out with squad You felt neglected If I know you was gonna break your word You shoulda kept it And you got me blowing up your phone I’m feeling desperate She used to be with me a lot And I put you through a lot Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don’t break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart I told her she my queen so I'ma bow down I might fuck you on your cycle, lay the towel down (Nasty) When I fuck you from the back you make a loud sound She only fucked on two niggas, that's something to be proud about And you know I trust this bitch, she logged in my bank account Pop up new chain, favorite rapper 2 Chainz Fucked a bitch from blue flames Rápido like Usain I be lunchin’ sometimes I can’t expect you to stay You deserve a bouquet You deserve a true label Fuck a post on a page You're supposed to be great (Yeah) And I just lie in your face You just laugh in your head "Why this nigga so fake?" (Yeah) Yeah, and on the real we should break up Run away at your pace ’Cause I'm a walking mistake I try to buy my way out You keep the gifts but they lame Replace these commas with rockets 'Cause you would rather your space She gonna find her solace in knowing a nigga damaged So she gonna take my heart 'cause a nigga took her for granted Damn it I only gave you my heart, you ain’t protect it Plenty nights I went out with squad You felt neglected If I know you was gonna break your word You shoulda kept it And you got me blowing up your phone I'm feeling desperate She used to be with me a lot And I put you through a lot Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart This is a story about this shawty I knew Kicked in DC United but now I bid her adieu She was really too pressed Me, I was really too rude So I got caught with my pants down I shoulda gave her the moon Now I live in denial You fallin' back and you cool No longer apple of eye That's why my texts ain't blue A woman heart isn't black Until all your texts ain't blue It's bittersweet, she can't ignore What can never get through (Yeah) Still at the door Desperate, immature Got your sister saying "Sister, just say 'Roger go home'" Share your view with the crew We popular so it's rough 'Cause everybody know you and I But nobody know us (Yeah) I lied to you enough Your pride swallowed too much I'm sorry I said, "sorry" so much That's what I've become And it's over, it's done You found somebody else My first thought, do I know 'em? When that shoulda been why I let him Thought you'd keep me from cheating With your abundance of love I thought I'd keep you from cheating I kept you cumming so much, but so what? I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it (Shit, oh now you done done huh?) Plenty nights I went out with squad You felt neglected (That's my fault, fessed it) If I know you was gonna break your word You shoulda kept it (Fatality, casualty, baby) And you got me blowing up your phone I'm feeling desperate She used to be with me a lot (A lot) And I put you through a lot Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart (It's too late) Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart (Too late, yeah) Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart (It's too late) Don't break my heart girl Please don't break my heart (It's too late, yeah) Oh, now you done done huh? Alright, I deserve that If you ever find yourself out of favor with that nigga, you know, just pull up
the outside	I didn't know what I would find When I went looking for a reason, I know I didn't read between the lines And, baby, I've got nowhere to go I tried to take the road less traveled by But nothing seems to work the first few times Am I right? So how can I ever try to be better? Nobody ever lets me in I can still see you, this ain't the best view On the outside looking in I've been a lot of lonely places I've never been on the outside You saw me there, but never knew I would give it all up to be A part of this, a part of you And now it's all too late so you see You could've helped if you had wanted to But no one notices until it's too Late to do anything So how can I ever try to be better? Nobody ever lets me in I can still see you, this ain't the best view On the outside looking in I've been a lot of lonely places I've never been on the outside So how can I ever try to be better? Nobody ever lets me in I can still see you, this ain't the best view On the outside looking in I've been a lot of lonely places I've never been on the outside
gunz n butter	Swingin' burning tires leave a third degree And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me They gon' have to take me straight to Satan 'cause I'm blessin' this I feel distressed, then feel no stress, I built this trust They won't come murder me, Hercules Mama warned me pop was on me as a shorty (Shut the fuck up!) Get-gettin' guap before when I was fourteen Glock was forty kick-kick Box ya jaw for plottin' on me hot bologna grits with Problems copper hoppin' on me cheese from government-ment (What that mean?) Prada on me, choppers on me, croc' on Mauri kicks-kicks (Word) God was for me, locks was on me Blew up ever since then (Okay, okay) Grew up ever since then, screwed up ever since then Two cups ever since then (Kill 'em Flacko) Nah, big homie, took my time but now, big homie Homies outta line, big homie Money outta pocket, homie, all these niggas pockets, homie Chopper let 'em live, I was only six, when I crept up in the crib Found a Sig, what I did, what I did Cock it homie, now it's in my p-pocket homie I-I got r-rocket on me, dare you nigga, tr-try me, homie For the love of spread, Mommas butter bread Man, I prolly should be dead, was it 'cause of what I said? What I- Desi, FN, Ruger, Draco Euros, pounds and dollars, pesos Money, hoes and power, Draco Violence, rifle, shotguns, Draco "Now can't a nigga see I ain't got no time for games I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang But fuck dat, one of my young niggas'll take the charge I'm stackin' loot, muthafuck lookin' behind some bars" Rocky, Rocky Hold on, one second, bro Ha, Rocky, it's Hector, bro Rocky this is Hector, bro We gotta hold on, one second, bro There's an issue goin' on back here Grandma was a Catholic, and mama was a Christian (Woo) My papa turned to Muslim when he spent some time in prison (No cappin') No Jehovah Witnesses where I'm from, kinda different (Woo) They don't leave no witnesses so folks just mind they business These days I just practice all the good from all religion So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim So get up off my YKK, the President a a-hole (Fuck off) Prayin' for a JFK, all we got was KKK AKA AK that you target Not from Target but from Walmart, then it's a-ok Fuck them boys no KY with this SK leave them DOA AR in the ER it's the state of mind of every state Say your grace you better pray Guns with the butter, guns for my brother Came from the gutter, cocaine in the buttocks Razor box cutter, blade under gumma Gang in the Hummer, skate wit' your mother The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain What's really butter? The gun or the butter? You hear me? You understand what I'm sayin'? What's really butter? What's really butter? What's really butter? Guns, you can get that butter all day
i dont know dem	Sosa baby, you know how I'm rockin' baby Free my niggas man O'Block Chop what up man? Who's these niggas, I don't know them? Who's these niggas, I don't know them? This nigga looking at me like he want some Pistol to his face if he owe some My niggas they keep them tools make 'em blow some OTF they ride for Sosa Riding with my hitters bitch we on some Ride on an oppa' and then smoke 'em Yeah we keep them horns we will blow them Who is these niggas, I don't know them? GBE bitch we hot bitch we smokin' I'm chokin', what I'm smoking potent I'm leaning, rolling and I'm totin' You know where it's O end or no end 3Hunna bitch don't make me bring them killers out Real shit, free all my hitters out Don't make me bring them killers out Yous a dead man now they need forensics out Tech chop like lawn mowers Feds listening, shit, short convo Hit a nigga with a combo What I'ma fight for, my choppers drum roll This nigga looking at me like he want some Pistol to his face if he owe some My niggas they keep them tools make 'em blow some OTF they ride for Sosa Riding with my hitters bitch we on some Ride on an oppa' and then smoke 'em Yeah we keep them horns we will blow them Who is these niggas, I don't know them? Throwing L's up, with the Glocks up Don't start us, can't stop us Everywhere they spot us Choppers like helicopters Word around this nigga Stevie I don't give a fuck with contacts, come see me I love getting tree-tree Smoke kush get head by Kiki I need that, I'm up now A problem, we up now My gun screaming "what?" now You on that tough shit? Our guns act tough now This nigga looking at me like he want some Pistol to his face if he owe some My niggas they keep them tools make 'em blow some OTF they ride for Sosa Riding with my hitters bitch we on some Ride on an oppa' and then smoke 'em Yeah we keep them horns we will blow them Who is these niggas, I don't know them?
bobby womack	We got London On Da Track I can give it to your ass if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your ass if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Cadillac banging that Bobby that Womack Big B's on pictures, you know that's that Bodak I'm with my whoadie, lil bitch oughta know that I had a sign for the millions, no zodiac Bend that bitch over like centers and quarterback (hike) When we take it we don't give a quarter back Turnt her up now her dad want his daughter back Oh no, now you got to see the law for that I want racks and features with bouquets And my motor's loud as a parade I got 20 chains on, I'm a slave To the money, for free not today My lil bitch pretty, Ricki no Lake And she watch all my moves while I pace I lost two of my chains yesterday They say "how they look?" I say "The lake" I'm a boss, ain't gon' tell her two times If she know I'ma fuck, bae let's motherfuckin' go I'm the truth in this booth and I run the A-Town and Miami Sak pase the zoes I'm the shit, tempers on the migos, no motherfuckin' crows Pockets I stuffed like they motherfuckin' swole I can give it to your ass if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your ass if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I used to ride Cadillacs Now, I'm whippin' a Wraith up in Womack Yep, right here is where ya hoe's at These Backwoods bitch, can you roll that? I ain't worried about no hater, see this extendo clips? Yeah, all these bullets, they can hold that Just me, my stick, and my whoadie All of my bitches imported Pimping for real, you know it I count money faster than niggas can snort it All these blue hunnids in my pocket, damn Look like a crippin' young Blood Nigga cross me Call me Red Cross cause you know I draw blood Pussy nigga need to know this the mafia Have his dumb ass swimming with tilapia Little boy, you need to stay in your place Recognize a whole G, when he in your face When I used to sell blow Nigga said the shit so raw that they can't even feel they face Every real nigga know I run the A I got them young thugs thuggin' everyday I can give it to your ass if you want that Get a whole bag if you need that Big pimpin', tryna bring Romey Rome back In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack Hey where the hoes at? In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack I can give it to your ass if you want that In the Cadillac bumpin' Bobby Womack
bonjour	(Bonjour) I should be more mature, sure, I'm spoiled Hit up the south of France after tour, bonjour (bonjour) How many girls pre-bate right before they date So she can have restraint? She still get slayed (bonjour) That's ill behavior, want the whip matted Want her ass the fattest, beat it: Thriller jacket A street metaphor: if your dog piss on the floor Put his nose in it, check these niggas from the door Oooh oooh la la, oui-oui amour Plenty of kisses, plein de bisous Good day and best wishes Comment allez-vous? Bonjour Eat at selective kitchens, speak on our next intentions Over-creamy Polenta, it come chef recommended (bonjour) Come through the side entrance; I arrived, bitches Crackheads still owe me from '89 fixes (bonjour) Havin' drinks in Vegas, my business She didn't see me comin', now she's an eyewitness Laissez le bon temps rouler Say ahh so the kids could play Oooh oooh la la, oui-oui amour Plenty of kisses, plein de bisous Good day and best wishes Comment allez-vous? Bonjour Vacation, twisted, whatever happened, missed it Vacations I didn't like, put myself through a guilt trip (bonjour) All these beautiful places, but the cities be poor You wealthy when your kid's upbringin' better than yours All this money we gettin' could be gone in a minute If we don't invest it—we long-term affected Watch who you gettin' pregnant, that's long-term stressin' I got a mil for every bump on your face, that's what I call a blessin' Flexin' My head looks straight up And I'm wonderin', "What did I do?" (bonjour) She looked at me like, "Damn, did I surprise you?" Sure enough, as the sky's blue, she turned back around And walked back down the avenue (bonjour) She's waitin' for the right cue (bonjour) I'm waitin' for the right clue (bonjour) (Oooh oooh la la, oui-oui amour) She be leavin', still I smell of eau de parfum She can't run 'cause I got Cinderella's right shoe In that white gown that I be seein' right through Crowd obscurin' my view There's nothin' left to argue (bonjour) At least there's not from my view (bonjour)
you dont know	You know what you do You know what you do You know what you see You know what you do You know what you - you don't know what you do! How about we pretend all these niggas not around And get fucked up like we was out of town Woah, then get fucked up and go get out of town Swerve, swerve And tell ourselves that one time doesn't count, tell me How fucked up you down to get? A pound? A zip? A thousand sips Red cup yeah that college shit Free liquor got it on scholarship Bitch act like you don't know what's up Act like it ain't my crew blowing up Lose not to much champagne, no throwing up One time for the set, please go throw it up It's Finally Famous, overbooked, overpaid and overpriced But don't get it twisted, that shit ain't happen overnight Had dreams of balling now I'm NFLing Let her spend the night, she feel like Cinderella All she tell me is- You don't know what you do! You know what you do You know what you do You don't know what you do! You know what you do You know what you do And you don't know what you do! It's just a feeling inside me And you don't know what you do! It's just a feeling inside me You don't know what you- I know, I know, I know I'm the reason you get dressed up I know, I know, I know I'm the reason you get messed up Heart breaker, young heart breaker When you get in the game I swear the whole world commentates you But man, I don't give a fuck what they saying, I don't give a fuck about opinions I don't give a fuck about feelings, I ain't no dentist, either I did, I do or I didn't You could try to tell me how to live my life, I ain't hearing it I must be doing something right if every mill comes with a spare I guess Straight, straight, straight up out that dirt, but my t-shirt clean, ohh Do it for the city, that's the 313 That's unnecessary, fuck her like she my secretary Ass and face is hereditary, her momma, shit, legendary You don't know what you do You don't know what you do! You know what you do You know what you do You don't know what you do! You know what you do You know what you do And you don't know what you do! It's just a feeling inside me And you don't know what you do! It's just a feeling inside me You don't know what you- Go, go, go, go. go Can't let that high go to waste I feel high on Supposed, supposed, supposed, supposed, supposed Man, watch your back I swear man some of these niggas be Hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes, hoes But I'mma live this like I swear that's all I know Know, know, know, know, know, know
lets get high	All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody here gon' fuck All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody here gon' fuck All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody here gon' fuck All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody here gon' fuck Talking that, walking that, spittin' at hoes Smoking this, drinking that, gettin' at hoes Fuck this I'm hitting that I'm hitting em both Have one riding dick, one licking my toes When I'm loving these hoes there ain't no love involved No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bare britches Rare bitches like them hoes in them Black Tail pictures Bitch jumped off my dick (Is that Dre over there?) Yeah, I just took some Ecstasy Ain't no telling what the side effects could be All these fine bitches equal sex to me Plus I got this bad bitch laying next to me No doubt, sat back on the couch Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass out Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth Pulled out, nutted on a towel and passed out Come on let's get high, high Let's get high, high Come on let's get high, high Let's get high, all my ladies Let's get high, high High, high Let's get high, high Come on let's get high I make the four hop Pull up at the spot Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel Stomping in the party Kurupt, Young Gotti I'm fucking something in this bitch Hit 'em with some gangsta shit Put something in your mouth bitch real tasty I'm looking real saucy in my gangsta-ass Stacys Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an' Got all the hoes in this motherfucker bouncing Bouncing Yo, whattup, Scruncho? Mel-Man. what's cracking? Wassup wit all these ol' punk ass hoes in here? Nigga what, I'm a hustling bitch I like them get rich niggas Them hit the switch niggas Niggas bout the sex and which bitch to hit next While I'm kicking my game and collecting them checks Got all y'all niggas vexed to fuck this triple-X rated ho You say you ain't eat it, you ate it though And uh, Roq don't stop, can't be dropping no drawers To the niggas how you figure got you shitting in yours Yeah, little dicks always running they mouth While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin about Get the loot, get the ice, fuck the wife, no doubt Trying to live lavy, marry a big dick and stay cavi Holla back at them niggas that hollered at me Pop the Cris' Whip the six and shit And have all y'all niggas limp when I twist my shit Yeah, bitch ass niggas
fucked my way up to the top	Life is awesome, I confess What I do, I do best You got nothing, I got tested And I passed, yes Lay me down tonight in my linen and curls Lay me down tonight, Riviera girls I fucked my way up to the top This is my show I fucked my way up to the top Go, baby, go Go, go, go, go, go This is my show Go, go, go, go, go This is my show I'm a dragon, you're a whore Don't even know what you're good for Mimicking me's a fucking bore To me, but babe Lay me down tonight in my diamonds and pearls Tell me something nice 'bout your favorite girl I fucked my way up to the top This is my show I fucked my way up to the top Go, baby, go Go, go, go, go, go This is my show Go, go, go, go, go This is my show Need you, baby, like I breathe you, baby Need you, baby, more, more, more, more Need you, baby, like I breathe you, baby Fuckin' need you, baby, more, more, more, more Lay me down tonight in my linen and curls Lay me down tonight, I'm your favorite girl I fucked my way up to the top This is my show I fucked my way up to the top Go, baby, go Go, go, go, go, go This is my show Go, go, go, go, go This is my show Need you, baby, like I breathe you, baby I need you, baby, more, more, more, more Need you, baby, like I breathe you, baby Ah, ah Ah
welcome to america	Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon from the flight deck We're cruising at 37,000 feet and we just passed over the coast We'll be beginning our descent in about 30 minutes I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome you to America I was made in America Land of the free, home of the brave And right up under your nose you might see a sex slave being traded And who will do anything for the money Boy, a mama might sell her babies Sell porn, sell pills, anything to pay the bills Anything to bring that pay Gotta scratch that itch, gotta scratch them ticks Ain’t rich, but I might be And Imma shoot these flicks, Imma turn these tricks Anything for a slight fee Yeah, made in America Momma told me that I belong here Had to earn our stripes, had to learn our rights Had to fight for a home here But I wouldn't know a thing about that All I know is drugs and rap I probably could have been some kinda doctor Instead of holding guns and crack I was born in the mainland Great-Grandpa from a strange land He was stripped away and given bricks to lay I guess you could say he a slave hand But I was made in America So I don’t know a thing about that All I know is Uncle Sam looking for me working on his corner So I know I gotta pay tax Getting paid in America I was raised in America And this is all I ever known If I’m wrong then you better come save me America Ta na na na muchawa muchawa Ta na na na muchawa muchawa Ta na na na muchawa muchawa Ta na na na muchawa muchawa Welcome to America, welcome to America Welcome to America, welcome to America Welcome to America Man I’d die for America I served my time for America Got shot-shot back went to war Got back and ain’t nobody give a jack in America I could had lost my life boy I lost my wife I can’t even get right in my home land Cold sweats, whole ticks, paranoia Looking out for a threat in my own land I was trained in America How they get up in the planes in America Flew them right into the buildings Taking out civilians People getting killed in America? And I’m still in America Though America ain’t feeling me I went to war for this country Turn around came home and you drilling me When y’all free here saying you don’t wanna be here Boy you probably couldn't breathe here If I didn’t load a couple magazines here Y’all just complain in America I’m jumping out of military planes from America Aye, I was made in America Thats why I’m out here saving America I got a brother in the cemetery now Cause he wanted y’all safe And everybody want the freedom but nobody want to hear "about face!" We bled for America To keep y’all fed in America But what's the point of talking A lot of y’all don’t really even care America Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na Welcome to America, welcome to America Welcome to America, welcome to America Welcome to America Ta na na na muchawa Ta na na na muchawa Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na na I wish I lived in America Wanna raise my kids in America Heard everybody rich All I gotta do is run, jump, kick I'm a hit in your area So please pick me America I know you probably never loved me You never hear about me on the news And you probably never been to my country I hear you selling education and got clothes that you throw away Got plenty food in your nation I could tell cause a lot of y’all are over weight I already work for y’all I’m at a sweatshops making these shirts for y’all Naw, I ain’t gettin money Go to bed hungry, but I make some exports for y’all But y’all don’t know a thing about that You was made in America I’m trying to find me a ticket where the sky is the limit Catch a plane to America It should be plain to America Y’all blessed and you got it made Heard y’all don’t pray no more, y’all ain’t saved no more Y’all looking for another way Well I hope it ain’t true, but I’m packing my suit Farewell to my mother land Said bye to my loved ones Fate here I come, I’m going to another land I done made it to America I’m amazed at America But I couldn’t get approval to stay so they sent me away from America
something that i like	Is it the accent, the hype or the way she walkin' Am I, am I dreaming or am I sleep walkin' Got my arms out-stretched so I don't bump into her Silly me now I'm so into her fashion To her style of dress And I'm looking in the mirror like do I look fresh? do I? Do I look fresh enough to get her If I see her one time then I won't forget her Cause I... I took a picture mentally When I pulled up in the black on black bent-a-ly and I... I really feel like she was meant for me If she wasn't then I know she was sent for me Cause she.. shes the only one that made me chase Got me singing love songs like Babyface And I tried to one night her but she made me wait She made me wait.. hah! And so I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (something I like, oohh she yeah) So I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (ooooh, now break it down like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh, say it again like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh) I slow it down 'fore I pick her up Its 8 o'clock now we datin', inevitably dudes be hatin' But I... I still gotta flaunt my chick I laugh, no surprise that they want my chick Shes... more than they can comprehend British dudes idolize me they can't be him He's just to witty, game is too gritty Look at his track record man, it's too many Tens, that's too many to count I spend, that's a any amount No matter to sum homey got the cash to cover it And when I want a seed she be fast to mother it Yeah... just so she can take my ends Would I let her to it hmm, well that depends Can she raise a young king? my blood is royal And if she can man it ain't a thing to spoil her And so I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (something I like, oohh she yeah) So I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (ooooh, now break it down like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh, say it again like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh) The CL's waitin' just as soon as the plane lands To ball on the city is the gameplan Bottle service over here, money changes hands Lanvin, broke niggas call 'em Ray-Ban's Ughck! Champagne bubbles Hot drunk girls more fun when they love you Later for the days when I used to see double The whole city know we's a power couple Fly as she wanna be, never been a wannabe Jealous hoes hatin' cause she everything they wanna be Yeauhg! Give 'em what they wanna see What's to talk about when the YSL is one of three She don't gossip she just buy shit All the same heels Rihanna rocks on Bossip Any Given Sunday is Project Runway Somethin' that I like and I gotta have her one day Push... And so I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (something I like, oohh she yeah) So I think she got somethin', she got somethin' Yes she got somethin', somethin' that I like (ooooh, now break it down like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh, say it again like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that I like (uh)
turbans	Niggas work and work and make you work to live Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work Thank god this rap shit work, my niggas chill rap the work My niggas will go back and forth Tryin' to pack the work I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa More stamps in my passport, nigga back to work Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted And now I had a heart but you broke it And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do [Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Niggas get nervous when they seem determined All black Suburban, boom, boom, boom Came through swervin', turban was Hermes Where the bitches at that's determined? Where the bitches at that rap verses? She gon' tap my name and that's cursive I'ma kill the cat what's the verdict? Matter of fact I'm back in my turban, back in my snapback let me serve 'em Heard your knee crack, I cook that perfect, yeah, cook that perfect Yeah, I put that work in, Maybach gon' wrap those curtains Yeah, yeah, got fire like Earth, Wind, here go my advice when the verse end Niggas work and work and make you work to live Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work My niggas will go back and forth Tryin' to pack the work I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa More stamps than my passport, nigga back to work Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted And now I had a heart but you broke it And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Niggas work and work and make you work to live Don't work, if that don't work, straps of work Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work My niggas will go back and forth Tryin' to pack the work I'm just tryin' to pack it back to Africa More steps than my passport, nigga back to work Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban Shit wasn't sweet when they left me deserted And now I had a heart but you broke it And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em Now I'm turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you Yeah, I'm turnin' up on everybody, god don't save 'em let me do what I do
nightmares aint as bad	I be having dreams of my niggas winning, every one of them And nightmares of something happening, and losing one of them They tell me that it's all in my head, but I look deeper in 'em My dreams and nightmares have the same people in 'em I say prayers before I sleep, and I keep them in 'em Too many wolves in these streets and snakes creeping in 'em I used to dream about the mansions, now we sleeping in 'em My worse nightmares is still the Feds sweeping in 'em When you wake up broke, how does sleep feel right? Get up out the bed and make your dreams meet real life You should be a Dream Chaser trying to Meek Mill life You make money in your sleep, that's when your sheets feel nice You make money in your sleep, that's the real tooth fairy And I know the youth hear me, so I speak the truth clearly Gotta dream my nigga, when you dream, my nigga Them nightmares ain't as bad as they seem, my nigga Ain't been getting no rest, and if you wondering why 'Cause I been getting this money, I feel wonderful, why? Gotta pardon them moneybags that's under my eye Just left London, Dubai, then had to run to NY And I'm fly 'til I die, so sometimes the flight scare me I keep leveling up until the heights scare me 30 bottles in Dream, 'member that night, Mary? Feezy stopped the music and turned out the lights, scary All you saw was bottles lighting up and nice jewelry Reminds me in dark times, keep something bright near me You pay the cost to be the boss, but the price varies And I ain't even spitting bars, these is life theories Gotta dream, my nigga, when you dream, my nigga Them nightmares ain't as bad as they seem, my nigga Just dream, my nigga, 'cause when you dream, my nigga Them nightmares ain't as bad as they seem, my nigga Gotta dream, my nigga, when you dream, my nigga Them nightmares ain't as bad as they seem, my nigga Just dream, my nigga, 'cause when you dream, my nigga Them nightmares ain't as bad as they seem, my nigga
state of the union 2012	Mr. Speaker, Mr. Vice President, members of Congress, distinguished guests, and fellow Americans: Last month, I went to Andrews Air Force Base and welcomed home some of our last troops to serve in Iraq. Together, we offered a final, proud salute to the colors under which more than a million of our fellow citizens fought – and several thousand gave their lives We gather tonight knowing that this generation of heroes has made the United States safer and more respected around the world. For the first time in nine years, there are no Americans fighting in Iraq. For the first time in two decades, Osama bin Laden is not a threat to this country. Most of Al-Qaeda’s top lieutenants have been defeated. The Taliban’s momentum has been broken, and some troops in Afghanistan have begun to come home These achievements are a testament to the courage, selflessness, and teamwork of America’s Armed Forces. At a time when too many of our institutions have let us down, they exceed all expectations. They’re not consumed with personal ambition. They don’t obsess over their differences. They focus on the mission at hand. They work together Imagine what we could accomplish if we followed their example. Think about the America within our reach: A country that leads the world in educating its people. An America that attracts a new generation of high-tech manufacturing and high-paying jobs. A future where we’re in control of our own energy, and our security and prosperity aren’t so tied to unstable parts of the world. An economy built to last, where hard work pays off, and responsibility is rewarded We can do this. I know we can, because we’ve done it before. At the end of World War II, when another generation of heroes returned home from combat, they built the strongest economy and middle class the world has ever known. My grandfather, a veteran of Patton’s Army, got the chance to go to college on the GI Bill. My grandmother, who worked on a bomber assembly line, was part of a workforce that turned out the best products on Earth The two of them shared the optimism of a Nation that had triumphed over a depression and fascism. They understood they were part of something larger; that they were contributing to a story of success that every American had a chance to share – the basic American promise that if you worked hard, you could do well enough to raise a family, own a home, send your kids to college, and put a little away for retirement The defining issue of our time is how to keep that promise alive. No challenge is more urgent. No debate is more important. We can either settle for a country where a shrinking number of people do really well, while a growing number of Americans barely get by. Or we can restore an economy where everyone gets a fair shot, everyone does their fair share, and everyone plays by the same set of rules. What’s at stake are not Democratic values or Republican values, but American values. We have to reclaim them Let’s remember how we got here. Long before the recession, jobs and manufacturing began leaving our shores. Technology made businesses more efficient, but also made some jobs obsolete. Folks at the top saw their incomes rise like never before, but most hardworking Americans struggled with costs that were growing, paychecks that weren’t, and personal debt that kept piling up In 2008, the house of cards collapsed. We learned that mortgages had been sold to people who couldn’t afford or understand them. Banks had made huge bets and bonuses with other people’s money. Regulators had looked the other way, or didn’t have the authority to stop the bad behavior It was wrong. It was irresponsible. And it plunged our economy into a crisis that put millions out of work, saddled us with more debt, and left innocent, hard-working Americans holding the bag. In the six months before I took office, we lost nearly four million jobs. And we lost another four million before our policies were in full effect Those are the facts. But so are these. In the last 22 months, businesses have created more than three million jobs. Last year, they created the most jobs since 2005. American manufacturers are hiring again, creating jobs for the first time since the late 1990s. Together, we’ve agreed to cut the deficit by more than $2 trillion. And we’ve put in place new rules to hold Wall Street accountable, so a crisis like that never happens again The state of our Union is getting stronger. And we’ve come too far to turn back now. As long as I’m President, I will work with anyone in this chamber to build on this momentum. But I intend to fight obstruction with action, and I will oppose any effort to return to the very same policies that brought on this economic crisis in the first place No, we will not go back to an economy weakened by outsourcing, bad debt, and phony financial profits. Tonight, I want to speak about how we move forward, and lay out a blueprint for an economy that’s built to last – an economy built on American manufacturing, American energy, skills for American workers, and a renewal of American values This blueprint begins with American manufacturing On the day I took office, our auto industry was on the verge of collapse. Some even said we should let it die. With a million jobs at stake, I refused to let that happen. In exchange for help, we demanded responsibility. We got workers and automakers to settle their differences. We got the industry to retool and restructure. Today, General Motors is back on top as the world’s number one automaker. Chrysler has grown faster in the U.S. than any major car company. Ford is investing billions in U.S. plants and factories. And together, the entire industry added nearly 160,000 jobs We bet on American workers. We bet on American ingenuity. And tonight, the American auto industry is back What’s happening in Detroit can happen in other industries. It can happen in Cleveland and Pittsburgh and Raleigh. We can’t bring back every job that’s left our shores. But right now, it’s getting more expensive to do business in places like China. Meanwhile, America is more productive. A few weeks ago, the CEO of Master Lock told me that it now makes business sense for him to bring jobs back home. Today, for the first time in fifteen years, Master Lock’s unionized plant in Milwaukee is running at full capacity So we have a huge opportunity, at this moment, to bring manufacturing back. But we have to seize it. Tonight, my message to business leaders is simple: Ask yourselves what you can do to bring jobs back to your country, and your country will do everything we can to help you succeed We should start with our tax code. Right now, companies get tax breaks for moving jobs and profits overseas. Meanwhile, companies that choose to stay in America get hit with one of the highest tax rates in the world. It makes no sense, and everyone knows it So let’s change it. First, if you’re a business that wants to outsource jobs, you shouldn’t get a tax deduction for doing it. That money should be used to cover moving expenses for companies like Master Lock that decide to bring jobs home Second, no American company should be able to avoid paying its fair share of taxes by moving jobs and profits overseas. From now on, every multinational company should have to pay a basic minimum tax. And every penny should go towards lowering taxes for companies that choose to stay here and hire here Third, if you’re an American manufacturer, you should get a bigger tax cut. If you’re a high-tech manufacturer, we should double the tax deduction you get for making products here. And if you want to relocate in a community that was hit hard when a factory left town, you should get help financing a new plant, equipment, or training for new workers My message is simple. It’s time to stop rewarding businesses that ship jobs overseas, and start rewarding companies that create jobs right here in America. Send me these tax reforms, and I’ll sign them right away We’re also making it easier for American businesses to sell products all over the world. Two years ago, I set a goal of doubling U.S. exports over five years. With the bipartisan trade agreements I signed into law, we are on track to meet that goal – ahead of schedule. Soon, there will be millions of new customers for American goods in Panama, Colombia, and South Korea. Soon, there will be new cars on the streets of Seoul imported from Detroit, and Toledo, and Chicago I will go anywhere in the world to open new markets for American products. And I will not stand by when our competitors don’t play by the rules. We’ve brought trade cases against China at nearly twice the rate as the last administration – and it’s made a difference. Over a thousand Americans are working today because we stopped a surge in Chinese tires. But we need to do more. It’s not right when another country lets our movies, music, and software be pirated. It’s not fair when foreign manufacturers have a leg up on ours only because they’re heavily subsidized Tonight, I’m announcing the creation of a Trade Enforcement Unit that will be charged with investigating unfair trade practices in countries like China. There will be more inspections to prevent counterfeit or unsafe goods from crossing our borders. And this Congress should make sure that no foreign company has an advantage over American manufacturing when it comes to accessing finance or new markets like Russia. Our workers are the most productive on Earth, and if the playing field is level, I promise you – America will always win I also hear from many business leaders who want to hire in the United States but can’t find workers with the right skills. Growing industries in science and technology have twice as many openings as we have workers who can do the job. Think about that – openings at a time when millions of Americans are looking for work That’s inexcusable. And we know how to fix it Jackie Bray is a single mom from North Carolina who was laid off from her job as a mechanic. Then Siemens opened a gas turbine factory in Charlotte, and formed a partnership with Central Piedmont Community College. The company helped the college design courses in laser and robotics training. It paid Jackie’s tuition, then hired her to help operate their plant I want every American looking for work to have the same opportunity as Jackie did. Join me in a national commitment to train two million Americans with skills that will lead directly to a job. My Administration has already lined up more companies that want to help. Model partnerships between businesses like Siemens and community colleges in places like Charlotte, Orlando, and Louisville are up and running. Now you need to give more community colleges the resources they need to become community career centers – places that teach people skills that local businesses are looking for right now, from data management to high-tech manufacturing And I want to cut through the maze of confusing training programs, so that from now on, people like Jackie have one program, one website, and one place to go for all the information and help they need. It’s time to turn our unemployment system into a reemployment system that puts people to work These reforms will help people get jobs that are open today. But to prepare for the jobs of tomorrow, our commitment to skills and education has to start earlier For less than one percent of what our Nation spends on education each year, we’ve convinced nearly every State in the country to raise their standards for teaching and learning – the first time that’s happened in a generation But challenges remain. And we know how to solve them At a time when other countries are doubling down on education, tight budgets have forced States to lay off thousands of teachers. We know a good teacher can increase the lifetime income of a classroom by over $250,000. A great teacher can offer an escape from poverty to the child who dreams beyond his circumstance. Every person in this chamber can point to a teacher who changed the trajectory of their lives. Most teachers work tirelessly, with modest pay, sometimes digging into their own pocket for school supplies – just to make a difference Teachers matter. So instead of bashing them, or defending the status quo, let’s offer schools a deal. Give them the resources to keep good teachers on the job, and reward the best ones. In return, grant schools flexibility: To teach with creativity and passion; to stop teaching to the test; and to replace teachers who just aren’t helping kids learn We also know that when students aren’t allowed to walk away from their education, more of them walk the stage to get their diploma. So tonight, I call on every State to require that all students stay in high school until they graduate or turn eighteen When kids do graduate, the most daunting challenge can be the cost of college. At a time when Americans owe more in tuition debt than credit card debt, this Congress needs to stop the interest rates on student loans from doubling in July. Extend the tuition tax credit we started that saves middle-class families thousands of dollars. And give more young people the chance to earn their way through college by doubling the number of work-study jobs in the next five years Of course, it’s not enough for us to increase student aid. We can’t just keep subsidizing skyrocketing tuition; we’ll run out of money. States also need to do their part, by making higher education a higher priority in their budgets. And colleges and universities have to do their part by working to keep costs down. Recently, I spoke with a group of college presidents who’ve done just that. Some schools re-design courses to help students finish more quickly. Some use better technology. The point is, it’s possible. So let me put colleges and universities on notice: If you can’t stop tuition from going up, the funding you get from taxpayers will go down. Higher education can’t be a luxury – it’s an economic imperative that every family in America should be able to afford Let’s also remember that hundreds of thousands of talented, hardworking students in this country face another challenge: The fact that they aren’t yet American citizens. Many were brought here as small children, are American through and through, yet they live every day with the threat of deportation. Others came more recently, to study business and science and engineering, but as soon as they get their degree, we send them home to invent new products and create new jobs somewhere else That doesn’t make sense I believe as strongly as ever that we should take on illegal immigration. That’s why my Administration has put more boots on the border than ever before. That’s why there are fewer illegal crossings than when I took office The opponents of action are out of excuses. We should be working on comprehensive immigration reform right now. But if election-year politics keeps Congress from acting on a comprehensive plan, let’s at least agree to stop expelling responsible young people who want to staff our labs, start new businesses, and defend this country. Send me a law that gives them the chance to earn their citizenship. I will sign it right away You see, an economy built to last is one where we encourage the talent and ingenuity of every person in this country. That means women should earn equal pay for equal work. It means we should support everyone who’s willing to work; and every risk-taker and entrepreneur who aspires to become the next Steve Jobs After all, innovation is what America has always been about. Most new jobs are created in start-ups and small businesses. So let’s pass an agenda that helps them succeed. Tear down regulations that prevent aspiring entrepreneurs from getting the financing to grow. Expand tax relief to small businesses that are raising wages and creating good jobs. Both parties agree on these ideas. So put them in a bill, and get it on my desk this year Innovation also demands basic research. Today, the discoveries taking place in our federally-financed labs and universities could lead to new treatments that kill cancer cells but leave healthy ones untouched. New lightweight vests for cops and soldiers that can stop any bullet. Don’t gut these investments in our budget. Don’t let other countries win the race for the future. Support the same kind of research and innovation that led to the computer chip and the Internet; to new American jobs and new American industries Nowhere is the promise of innovation greater than in American-made energy. Over the last three years, we’ve opened millions of new acres for oil and gas exploration, and tonight, I’m directing my Administration to open more than 75 percent of our potential offshore oil and gas resources. Right now, American oil production is the highest that it’s been in eight years. That’s right – eight years. Not only that – last year, we relied less on foreign oil than in any of the past sixteen years But with only 2 percent of the world’s oil reserves, oil isn’t enough. This country needs an all-out, all-of-the-above strategy that develops every available source of American energy – a strategy that’s cleaner, cheaper, and full of new jobs We have a supply of natural gas that can last America nearly one hundred years, and my Administration will take every possible action to safely develop this energy. Experts believe this will support more than 600,000 jobs by the end of the decade. And I’m requiring all companies that drill for gas on public lands to disclose the chemicals they use. America will develop this resource without putting the health and safety of our citizens at risk The development of natural gas will create jobs and power trucks and factories that are cleaner and cheaper, proving that we don’t have to choose between our environment and our economy. And by the way, it was public research dollars, over the course of thirty years, that helped develop the technologies to extract all this natural gas out of shale rock – reminding us that Government support is critical in helping businesses get new energy ideas off the ground What’s true for natural gas is true for clean energy. In three years, our partnership with the private sector has already positioned America to be the world’s leading manufacturer of high-tech batteries. Because of federal investments, renewable energy use has nearly doubled. And thousands of Americans have jobs because of it When Bryan Ritterby was laid off from his job making furniture, he said he worried that at 55, no one would give him a second chance. But he found work at Energetx, a wind turbine manufacturer in Michigan. Before the recession, the factory only made luxury yachts. Today, it’s hiring workers like Bryan, who said, “I’m proud to be working in the industry of the future.” Our experience with shale gas shows us that the payoffs on these public investments don’t always come right away. Some technologies don’t pan out; some companies fail. But I will not walk away from the promise of clean energy. I will not walk away from workers like Bryan. I will not cede the wind or solar or battery industry to China or Germany because we refuse to make the same commitment here. We have subsidized oil companies for a century. That’s long enough. It’s time to end the taxpayer giveaways to an industry that’s rarely been more profitable, and double-down on a clean energy industry that’s never been more promising. Pass clean energy tax credits and create these jobs We can also spur energy innovation with new incentives. The differences in this chamber may be too deep right now to pass a comprehensive plan to fight climate change. But there’s no reason why Congress shouldn’t at least set a clean energy standard that creates a market for innovation. So far, you haven’t acted. Well tonight, I will. I’m directing my Administration to allow the development of clean energy on enough public land to power three million homes. And I’m proud to announce that the Department of Defense, the world’s largest consumer of energy, will make one of the largest commitments to clean energy in history – with the Navy purchasing enough capacity to power a quarter of a million homes a year Of course, the easiest way to save money is to waste less energy. So here’s another proposal: Help manufacturers eliminate energy waste in their factories and give businesses incentives to upgrade their buildings. Their energy bills will be $100 billion lower over the next decade, and America will have less pollution, more manufacturing, and more jobs for construction workers who need them. Send me a bill that creates these jobs Building this new energy future should be just one part of a broader agenda to repair America’s infrastructure. So much of America needs to be rebuilt. We’ve got crumbling roads and bridges. A power grid that wastes too much energy. An incomplete high-speed broadband network that prevents a small business owner in rural America from selling her products all over the world During the Great Depression, America built the Hoover Dam and the Golden Gate Bridge. After World War II, we connected our States with a system of highways. Democratic and Republican administrations invested in great projects that benefited everybody, from the workers who built them to the businesses that still use them today In the next few weeks, I will sign an Executive Order clearing away the red tape that slows down too many construction projects. But you need to fund these projects. Take the money we’re no longer spending at war, use half of it to pay down our debt, and use the rest to do some nation-building right here at home There’s never been a better time to build, especially since the construction industry was one of the hardest-hit when the housing bubble burst. Of course, construction workers weren’t the only ones hurt. So were millions of innocent Americans who’ve seen their home values decline. And while Government can’t fix the problem on its own, responsible homeowners shouldn’t have to sit and wait for the housing market to hit bottom to get some relief That’s why I’m sending this Congress a plan that gives every responsible homeowner the chance to save about $3,000 a year on their mortgage, by refinancing at historically low interest rates. No more red tape. No more runaround from the banks. A small fee on the largest financial institutions will ensure that it won’t add to the deficit, and will give banks that were rescued by taxpayers a chance to repay a deficit of trust Let’s never forget: Millions of Americans who work hard and play by the rules every day deserve a Government and a financial system that do the same. It’s time to apply the same rules from top to bottom: No bailouts, no handouts, and no copouts. An America built to last insists on responsibility from everybody We’ve all paid the price for lenders who sold mortgages to people who couldn’t afford them, and buyers who knew they couldn’t afford them. That’s why we need smart regulations to prevent irresponsible behavior. Rules to prevent financial fraud, or toxic dumping, or faulty medical devices, don’t destroy the free market. They make the free market work better There is no question that some regulations are outdated, unnecessary, or too costly. In fact, I’ve approved fewer regulations in the first three years of my presidency than my Republican predecessor did in his. I’ve ordered every federal agency to eliminate rules that don’t make sense. We’ve already announced over 500 reforms, and just a fraction of them will save business and citizens more than $10 billion over the next five years. We got rid of one rule from 40 years ago that could have forced some dairy farmers to spend $10,000 a year proving that they could contain a spill – because milk was somehow classified as an oil. With a rule like that, I guess it was worth crying over spilled milk I’m confident a farmer can contain a milk spill without a federal agency looking over his shoulder. But I will not back down from making sure an oil company can contain the kind of oil spill we saw in the Gulf two years ago. I will not back down from protecting our kids from mercury pollution, or making sure that our food is safe and our water is clean. I will not go back to the days when health insurance companies had unchecked power to cancel your policy, deny you coverage, or charge women differently from men And I will not go back to the days when Wall Street was allowed to play by its own set of rules. The new rules we passed restore what should be any financial system’s core purpose: Getting funding to entrepreneurs with the best ideas, and getting loans to responsible families who want to buy a home, start a business, or send a kid to college So if you’re a big bank or financial institution, you are no longer allowed to make risky bets with your customers’ deposits. You’re required to write out a “living will” that details exactly how you’ll pay the bills if you fail – because the rest of us aren’t bailing you out ever again. And if you’re a mortgage lender or a payday lender or a credit card company, the days of signing people up for products they can’t afford with confusing forms and deceptive practices are over. Today, American consumers finally have a watchdog in Richard Cordray with one job: To look out for them We will also establish a Financial Crimes Unit of highly trained investigators to crack down on large-scale fraud and protect people’s investments. Some financial firms violate major anti-fraud laws because there’s no real penalty for being a repeat offender. That’s bad for consumers, and it’s bad for the vast majority of bankers and financial service professionals who do the right thing. So pass legislation that makes the penalties for fraud count And tonight, I am asking my Attorney General to create a special unit of federal prosecutors and leading state attorneys general to expand our investigations into the abusive lending and packaging of risky mortgages that led to the housing crisis. This new unit will hold accountable those who broke the law, speed assistance to homeowners, and help turn the page on an era of recklessness that hurt so many Americans A return to the American values of fair play and shared responsibility will help us protect our people and our economy. But it should also guide us as we look to pay down our debt and invest in our future Right now, our most immediate priority is stopping a tax hike on 160 million working Americans while the recovery is still fragile. People cannot afford losing $40 out of each paycheck this year. There are plenty of ways to get this done. So let’s agree right here, right now: No side issues. No drama. Pass the payroll tax cut without delay When it comes to the deficit, we’ve already agreed to more than $2 trillion in cuts and savings. But we need to do more, and that means making choices. Right now, we’re poised to spend nearly $1 trillion more on what was supposed to be a temporary tax break for the wealthiest 2 percent of Americans. Right now, because of loopholes and shelters in the tax code, a quarter of all millionaires pay lower tax rates than millions of middle-class households. Right now, Warren Buffett pays a lower tax rate than his secretary Do we want to keep these tax cuts for the wealthiest Americans? Or do we want to keep our investments in everything else – like education and medical research; a strong military and care for our veterans? Because if we’re serious about paying down our debt, we can’t do both The American people know what the right choice is. So do I. As I told the Speaker this summer, I’m prepared to make more reforms that rein in the long term costs of Medicare and Medicaid, and strengthen Social Security, so long as those programs remain a guarantee of security for seniors But in return, we need to change our tax code so that people like me, and an awful lot of Members of Congress, pay our fair share of taxes. Tax reform should follow the Buffett rule: If you make more than $1 million a year, you should not pay less than 30 percent in taxes. And my Republican friend Tom Coburn is right: Washington should stop subsidizing millionaires. In fact, if you’re earning a million dollars a year, you shouldn’t get special tax subsidies or deductions. On the other hand, if you make under $250,000 a year, like 98 percent of American families, your taxes shouldn’t go up. You’re the ones struggling with rising costs and stagnant wages. You’re the ones who need relief Now, you can call this class warfare all you want. But asking a billionaire to pay at least as much as his secretary in taxes? Most Americans would call that common sense We don’t begrudge financial success in this country. We admire it. When Americans talk about folks like me paying my fair share of taxes, it’s not because they envy the rich. It’s because they understand that when I get tax breaks I don’t need and the country can’t afford, it either adds to the deficit, or somebody else has to make up the difference – like a senior on a fixed income; or a student trying to get through school; or a family trying to make ends meet. That’s not right. Americans know it’s not right. They know that this generation’s success is only possible because past generations felt a responsibility to each other, and to their country’s future, and they know our way of life will only endure if we feel that same sense of shared responsibility. That’s how we’ll reduce our deficit. That’s an America built to last I recognize that people watching tonight have differing views about taxes and debt; energy and health care. But no matter what party they belong to, I bet most Americans are thinking the same thing right now: Nothing will get done this year, or next year, or maybe even the year after that, because Washington is broken Can you blame them for feeling a little cynical? The greatest blow to confidence in our economy last year didn’t come from events beyond our control. It came from a debate in Washington over whether the United States would pay its bills or not. Who benefited from that fiasco? I’ve talked tonight about the deficit of trust between Main Street and Wall Street. But the divide between this city and the rest of the country is at least as bad – and it seems to get worse every year Some of this has to do with the corrosive influence of money in politics. So together, let’s take some steps to fix that. Send me a bill that bans insider trading by Members of Congress, and I will sign it tomorrow. Let’s limit any elected official from owning stocks in industries they impact. Let’s make sure people who bundle campaign contributions for Congress can’t lobby Congress, and vice versa – an idea that has bipartisan support, at least outside of Washington Some of what’s broken has to do with the way Congress does its business these days. A simple majority is no longer enough to get anything – even routine business – passed through the Senate. Neither party has been blameless in these tactics. Now both parties should put an end to it. For starters, I ask the Senate to pass a rule that all judicial and public service nominations receive a simple up or down vote within 90 days The executive branch also needs to change. Too often, it’s inefficient, outdated and remote. That’s why I’ve asked this Congress to grant me the authority to consolidate the federal bureaucracy so that our Government is leaner, quicker, and more responsive to the needs of the American people Finally, none of these reforms can happen unless we also lower the temperature in this town. We need to end the notion that the two parties must be locked in a perpetual campaign of mutual destruction; that politics is about clinging to rigid ideologies instead of building consensus around common sense ideas I’m a Democrat. But I believe what Republican Abraham Lincoln believed: That Government should do for people only what they cannot do better by themselves, and no more. That’s why my education reform offers more competition, and more control for schools and States. That’s why we’re getting rid of regulations that don’t work. That’s why our health care law relies on a reformed private market, not a Government program On the other hand, even my Republican friends who complain the most about Government spending have supported federally-financed roads, and clean energy projects, and federal offices for the folks back home The point is, we should all want a smarter, more effective Government. And while we may not be able to bridge our biggest philosophical differences this year, we can make real progress. With or without this Congress, I will keep taking actions that help the economy grow. But I can do a whole lot more with your help. Because when we act together, there is nothing the United States of America can’t achieve That is the lesson we’ve learned from our actions abroad over the last few years Ending the Iraq war has allowed us to strike decisive blows against our enemies. From Pakistan to Yemen, the al Qaeda operatives who remain are scrambling, knowing that they can’t escape the reach of the United States of America From this position of strength, we’ve begun to wind down the war in Afghanistan. Ten thousand of our troops have come home. Twenty-three thousand more will leave by the end of this summer. This transition to Afghan lead will continue, and we will build an enduring partnership with Afghanistan, so that it is never again a source of attacks against America As the tide of war recedes, a wave of change has washed across the Middle East and North Africa, from Tunis to Cairo; from Sana’a to Tripoli. A year ago, Qadhafi was one of the world’s longest-serving dictators – a murderer with American blood on his hands. Today, he is gone. And in Syria, I have no doubt that the Assad regime will soon discover that the forces of change can’t be reversed, and that human dignity can’t be denied How this incredible transformation will end remains uncertain. But we have a huge stake in the outcome. And while it is ultimately up to the people of the region to decide their fate, we will advocate for those values that have served our own country so well. We will stand against violence and intimidation. We will stand for the rights and dignity of all human beings – men and women; Christians, Muslims, and Jews. We will support policies that lead to strong and stable democracies and open markets, because tyranny is no match for liberty And we will safeguard America’s own security against those who threaten our citizens, our friends, and our interests. Look at Iran. Through the power of our diplomacy, a world that was once divided about how to deal with Iran’s nuclear program now stands as one. The regime is more isolated than ever before; its leaders are faced with crippling sanctions, and as long as they shirk their responsibilities, this pressure will not relent. Let there be no doubt: America is determined to prevent Iran from getting a nuclear weapon, and I will take no options off the table to achieve that goal. But a peaceful resolution of this issue is still possible, and far better, and if Iran changes course and meets its obligations, it can rejoin the community of nations The renewal of American leadership can be felt across the globe. Our oldest alliances in Europe and Asia are stronger than ever. Our ties to the Americas are deeper. Our iron-clad commitment to Israel’s security has meant the closest military cooperation between our two countries in history. We’ve made it clear that America is a Pacific power, and a new beginning in Burma has lit a new hope. From the coalitions we’ve built to secure nuclear materials, to the missions we’ve led against hunger and disease; from the blows we’ve dealt to our enemies; to the enduring power of our moral example, America is back Anyone who tells you otherwise, anyone who tells you that America is in decline or that our influence has waned, doesn’t know what they’re talking about. That’s not the message we get from leaders around the world, all of whom are eager to work with us. That’s not how people feel from Tokyo to Berlin; from Cape Town to Rio; where opinions of America are higher than they’ve been in years. Yes, the world is changing; no, we can’t control every event. But America remains the one indispensable nation in world affairs – and as long as I’m President, I intend to keep it that way That’s why, working with our military leaders, I have proposed a new defense strategy that ensures we maintain the finest military in the world, while saving nearly half a trillion dollars in our budget. To stay one step ahead of our adversaries, I have already sent this Congress legislation that will secure our country from the growing danger of cyber-threats Above all, our freedom endures because of the men and women in uniform who defend it. As they come home, we must serve them as well as they served us. That includes giving them the care and benefits they have earned – which is why we’ve increased annual VA spending every year I’ve been President. And it means enlisting our veterans in the work of rebuilding our Nation With the bipartisan support of this Congress, we are providing new tax credits to companies that hire vets. Michelle and Jill Biden have worked with American businesses to secure a pledge of 135,000 jobs for veterans and their families. And tonight, I’m proposing a Veterans Job Corps that will help our communities hire veterans as cops and firefighters, so that America is as strong as those who defend her Which brings me back to where I began. Those of us who’ve been sent here to serve can learn from the service of our troops. When you put on that uniform, it doesn’t matter if you’re black or white; Asian or Latino; conservative or liberal; rich or poor; gay or straight. When you’re marching into battle, you look out for the person next to you, or the mission fails. When you’re in the thick of the fight, you rise or fall as one unit, serving one Nation, leaving no one behind One of my proudest possessions is the flag that the SEAL Team took with them on the mission to get bin Laden. On it are each of their names. Some may be Democrats. Some may be Republicans. But that doesn’t matter. Just like it didn’t matter that day in the Situation Room, when I sat next to Bob Gates – a man who was George Bush’s defense secretary; and Hillary Clinton, a woman who ran against me for president All that mattered that day was the mission. No one thought about politics. No one thought about themselves. One of the young men involved in the raid later told me that he didn’t deserve credit for the mission. It only succeeded, he said, because every single member of that unit did their job – the pilot who landed the helicopter that spun out of control; the translator who kept others from entering the compound; the troops who separated the women and children from the fight; the SEALs who charged up the stairs. More than that, the mission only succeeded because every member of that unit trusted each other – because you can’t charge up those stairs, into darkness and danger, unless you know that there’s someone behind you, watching your back So it is with America. Each time I look at that flag, I’m reminded that our destiny is stitched together like those fifty stars and those thirteen stripes. No one built this country on their own. This Nation is great because we built it together. This Nation is great because we worked as a team. This Nation is great because we get each other’s backs. And if we hold fast to that truth, in this moment of trial, there is no challenge too great; no mission too hard. As long as we’re joined in common purpose, as long as we maintain our common resolve, our journey moves forward, our future is hopeful, and the state of our Union will always be strong
bet cypher 2013	You watching this, I don’t need your co-sign Regardless I’ll be chilling up in the hammock in no time Hawaian coast line, my girl’s so fine Bikini blow-drying up on the clothes line No mind on the bovine I puked up the blue pill we were forced to eat I’m intolerant to the lactose in the corporate teet I’m starting not to want to participate or compete Weren’t we meant to live a life more complete You know there’s people in Peru right now that are hunter gatherers And many recent studies have discovered that they’re happier than we are I’m to rapping what the Kardashians are to PR Preface my name with a D-R, huh But I made a plan to kick the game in its smelly rectum And I don’t deviate like a healthy septum I’m the truth and it hurts fools Yeah go and type Wax in ya YouTube search tools And buy some merch fools Despite Sprite I thrist for mics Like the look on racists' face if Kanye was Christ It’s unbelievable, put fear in a poltergeist He shaking twice, spit something that the Pope won’t like I’m hoping Mike will understand my ultralight Like a Sosa night run home to momma, damn she nice Moonwalking, I’m just a talking and it’s really all light 10% dis or I can give you 90 tonight Hurting for life, turn ‘em blue like I’m Walter White Couldn’t face me with Skype, ‘til we cake like Tina and Ike At your throat boy, fly like Elliott’s bike Extraterrestrial flow, I’m so outta they sight In the stars, where Kendrick threw bars, you was abroad That G5 praying to God, I brought in the squad And look how I bodied it like Playboy cards Now they outta control like I said I'm the Queen of New York It’s Rap Today we are going out baby it’s wow I bring you to the moon, say hi to the world You purr and say “miao” and I’ll bring you the Chanel I take five stars from the sky and I put them in this hotel Brr, I’m more than cold, I’m Sub-Zero The sun kisses beautiful people and I burn like a vampire Get undressed, enjoy the tropical sea Which is the end of the world fuck 2012 off If I would have fistfight and would take a lot I’ll fall down but the on a red carpet I’ve got so much swag that if we go around People don’t know what I see the panorama or my shoes I’ve got a watch that shines so much that I don’t even see what fucking time it is I treat you as q queen, because I’m a king If I were Christ, I would wear the gold edition crown of thorns I’m getting paid, I finally made it But haters don’t’ want to see me win Well I hate the word swag I hate people that say "my G" and "fam" I hate "I gotta listen", I’m what Hip Hop is missing After this one they’ll consider me competition For the record just because you rapping like you mad Don't mean you snapping, you just sounding raspy In Atlanta we don’t ride to that I bet he get body bagged I bet he wouldn’t win a boxing match I’m quick on my feet, I could dodge a jab You run up, you gunna run out of gas Cause I'm on top and I'm rhymin' And choppin' like I was in Karate class Ya body get sawed in half You're faker than a knock-off Prada bag, off my launching pad Dunkin’ on ‘em like I’m Dominique Reppin’ Strange my chain is stuntin’ on 'em, bada bing! Off the chain, I should probably party with Charlie Sheen From the South but I wasn’t brought up like Paula Dean And y’all are lame I’m ‘bout to X y’all out I write whatever so fuck it if I let Nas down Yeah, uh-yeah, get my album Yo the flow is timeless like a diamond So when I’m rhyming, I’m mining They said I was stuck in the rough And you was just lucky to find it You was foolish as Frankie Lymon If you decided to try it or fight it This is Andre the Giant vers' Daniel Bryan Yes you want it hot, well allow me to change the climate If the shoe was on the other foot you wouldn’t even know how to tie it Somebody tell Rita Ora I sort got feelings for her Got a crib out in Georgia we could raise a son and a daughter Or we could go out to Florida where the weather is just as gorgeous Baby I ain’t playing no games like I ran out of quarters Hold up this is getting outta hand ‘Cause in a year I'mma be saying I’m not her man Doin’ the U are not the father dance ‘Cause this is Michigan, proof feminine rappers be talking Ain’t nobody genuine, I be killing it They can’t touch him, everybody feeling it But look I cleared out all y’all that got in the way And y’all knew that I was ill, but now my doctor is Dre Aftermath, AVM, Flint, Michigan
this is why we cant have nice things	It was so nice throwing big parties Jump into the pool from the balcony Everyone swimming in a champagne sea And there are no rules when you show up here Bass beat rattling the chandelier Feeling so Gatsby for that whole year So why'd you have to rain on my parade? I'm shaking my head and locking the gates This is why we can't have nice things, darling Because you break them I had to take them away This is why we can't have nice things, honey (Oh) Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have nice things It was so nice being friends again There I was, giving you a second chance But you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand And therein lies the issue Friends don't try to trick you Get you on the phone and mind-twist you And so I took an axe to a mended fence But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately (Mm-mm) If only you weren't so shady This is why we can't have nice things, darling (Yeah) Because you break them I had to take them away This is why we can't have nice (Nice things) things (Baby), honey Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have Here's a toast to my real friends They don't care about the he-said, she-said And here's to my baby He ain't reading what they call me lately And here's to my mama Had to listen to all this drama And here's to you 'Cause forgiveness is a nice thing to do Haha, I can't even say it with a straight face This is why we can't have nice things, darling (Darling) Because you break them I had to take them away This is why we can't have nice (Uh-uh) things (Oh no), honey (Baby, oh) Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have nice things, darling (And here's to my real friends) Because you break them I had to take them (And here's to my baby) Nice things, honey (He didn't care about that he-said, she-said) Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have nice things
rap on steroids	Jahlil beats, holla at me! Philadelphia meet Detroit Time to shut your mouth (where your money at?) Now it's time to show these motherfuckers what's the fuss about (time to go!) What you dealing with lyrically? A couple lyricists who don't miss Niggas ask if Black and Nickle get together for an album, what you gon' get? You gon' get rap on steroids, rap on steroids Niggas that's silencers on the nozzle You won't feel the clap, you'll only hear the noise Ya'll got these hoes pegged so wrong while you hotel checkin' I gotta pay these hoes just to keep their clothes on like I'm Odell Beckham I'm flyer than a hat on Elroy I just took it back to the Jetsons I with the static like I got a Crooked I Near an open exit with a bad connection Cause no matter where you go You're fucked if this rubber grip roll back in your direction What you lookin' at? That's for your protection This that rap on steroids, nigga, that rap on steroids I just spit more clairvoyant raps Than it take to make you half paranoid Clap a gun at any day or night Stand over his body then pray to Christ Like "you gave me life so I'm gon' throw you back one, dear lord" I'mma throw back one like Fab on the 'Gram Garage look like it's sponsored by Hasbro Got the whole ave going HAM Y'all don't know with what y'all are dealing I'm on every block, my team bigger Cause I rap anything I wanna got The only thing I don't got is feelings Nigga my mind so clear Feels like every thought is visine drippin' No I'm not a lean drinker, but over that Fetty Wap I lean niggas This that.... Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Y'all ran into me on the wrong day Fuck strong Jay, do gon' say Just bear arms, you in harms way You hear alarms, you in Bombay No Baghdad, get the gas mask Run break, do a mad-dash to that gun safe You un-safe in the right place to get blast at And that's anybody I stay on that anabolic I'm far from anatomically correct Ho's call me that anaconda Roll a sack of that Santa Barbara Lead poisonin' in the damn water Flint, Detroit, Ann Arbor Philadelphia and Harlem Roid rage y'all damn problem Cemetery too damn crowded I'ma go get the jack hammer Go bury a body, don't worry 'bout it, don't worry 'bout it Everybody know everybody I'm be damned if I didn't hear about it Thought trifle the assault rifle Got a twin brother like Irv Gotti, I'm Probably back on steroids Kinda like crack on steroids Lou Ferrigno super negro Gon' and pack your steroids Nigga my memoir's Renoirs Everything I do is fine art Putting rappers in that pine box When that Black and Nickel Nine spark it's a problem All stemming from them steroids probably Got them coming back to Philly like it's heroin callin' American horror, this that Smith and Wesson revolver And if, life's a bitch we gon' Rohypnol her They call it.... Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Rap on steroids Detroit we rappin' on Steroids, boy Philly we reppin' on Steroids, yeah All the rappers on steroids Say we rapping on steroids Nickle I'm rappin' on Steroids, boy Pesado rappin' on Steroids, yeah All the rap is on steroids Said we rapping on steroids I said I said every rap is on steroids Nuff a them a chat and them a make bare noise You don't wanna violate and make the K rise Them a say the rap is on steroids Nickle I'm rappin' on Steroids, boy Shady, I'm rappin' on Steroids!
1949	Carry me up them stairs Put my white socks on And my pretty song You like my blue nail polish? "What is all this?", you said "The mess upstairs Don't be scared" Daddy dearest, you know How I like to take trips Pops, first stop at the K-Mart Buy me my peach lip gloss Cigarettes and lollipops Mad magazines, and white socks All in your car for Our trip across the U.S.A We going to party Like it's 1949 We in the Pontiac From July to July It's a flower motel nation Day and night on our last vacation We going to see it all Before we say goodbye Daddy likes Blackpool Pleasure Beach and road stops Baby likes some Swiss Alps Souvenir gift shops Late night, midnight Radio show talks Daddy, baby Big jail break Ponytail and lollipops Dinerettes and soda pops New blue bathing suit Ruched tops and Cadillacs Blue lake car to Dunks Hopscotch, shit talk Alabama hard knocks Motel brass locks We going to party Like it's 1949 We in the Pontiac From July to July It's a motel flower nation Day and night on our last vacation We going to see it all Before we say goodbye
fly high	Dizzy Wright nigga.. and I'm back I feel better than ever this time though nigga Look, my mama told me I could grow to be great (Right) I talked to God and told him show me the way Look, I took the time just to work on me And now all the problems I had are just rolling away (I hear you) Funny how you sit back and you think musically (Come on) Looking past the jewelry, all I'm seeing is foolery (Come on) Usually I keep quiet but on the low I did a show and y'all do not understand what these fans do to me Yeah, I'm building my pride My lungs black, how you feeling inside? I'm still on the rise Not tryin' to be in a place I know I'm not I'm just tryna get to the top so I could see my mama get it right Slow thinker, fast talker Your fast thinking positioning you to act harder I know the game like I know my name And I ain't Frank, but I novacane I'm so insane, why you so ashamed? I'm speaking my mind, I'm on my grind like sleepers of crime You need a deal, all I needed was time Got the Q and then I penetrated Setting the bar so they looking like they intimidated (I see you) Yeah, I purposely put the pressure on Vegas made me hot, it's kinda cool to see em catching on (Real shit) Now I'm in the position to make a living Off of making these niggas listen, so it's only right I set the tone I know I might sound crazy But I love what life done gave me I fly high (We get high to get by, doing what we want if the limit is the sky) And I'm all up in my feelings But I guess I'm just a realist I fly high (We get high to get by, doing what we want if the limit is the sky) I grew a high-top fade like Penny Hardaway Something that I thought of during Daddy Daughter Day When I'm in town I'm always with my daughter But it's cool cause it made my favorite holiday Father's Day Look at me now You looking down, I'm up in the clouds Picture-perfect moment Ain't accepting all the foolery now But it takes some time to be as good as me, pal Lord, I know my body don't deserve this And I'm not fittin' cause I'm tryin' to make this verse sick I'm in this booth and not nothin' but the truth and my thoughts Still a student tryna learn shit No college education Marijuana meditation got me on my shit with no hesitation Niggas segregated, I ain't with it Was sellin' weed out of the Honda Civic Now we use my voice to show 'em how to get it I, got a beaten up soul Believe in everything and I believe in what I know Secrets of the game, I ain't teachin' you to flow Only speaking cause I honestly believe that you should know I got your back, hit me if you need some advice Roll it up and let me enter your life Dizzy Wright is the name Spit game and got inside of the game Get high to get inside of your brain Let 'em know like
too much is never enough	And the crown, it weighs heavy 'Til it's banging on my eyelids Retreating in covers and closing the curtains One thing's for certain, oh A year like this passes so strangely Somewhere between sorrow and bliss Oh, who decides from where up high? I couldn't say "I need more time" Oh, grant that I can stay the night Or one more day inside this life Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never, never, ever enough Oh, you wondrous creature Coming up who we are Cause I'm retreating in covers and closing the curtains One thing's for certain, oh A year like this passes so strangely Somewhere between sorrow and bliss And who decides from where up high? (What happened here? A hundred flags flying in a field) I couldn't say "I need more time" (They all called my name, felt it let go of me) Oh, grant that I can stay the night (What happened here? A hundred flags flying in a field) Or one more day inside this life (They all called my name, felt it let go of me) Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never, never, ever enough And who cares about the thing I did that night? So what? Maybe Luna had it right And who cares if I'm coming back alive? So what? 'Least I have the strength to fight Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never, never, ever enough What happened here? A hundred flags flying in a field They all called my name, felt it let go of me What happened here? A hundred flags flying in a field They all called my name, felt it let go of me A hundred flags flying in a field They all called my name felt it let go of me What happened here? A hundred flags flying in a field They all called my name, felt it let go of me
plastic taste	I can't do this face-to-face But I'll admit that I'm afraid Let these moments go to waste Excuse me for my plastic taste Excuse me for my plastic taste Excuse me for my plastic taste Excuse me for my plastic taste Excuse me for my plastic taste Let these moments go to waste Go to waste
black blood	Hands on the table, oooh yeah You killed my uncle back in '83 Guns on the table, oooh yeah They killed my daddy back in '93 I seen too much and I'm just 23 I know some killaz born in '96 I'll take you back, I'll teach you how to swim I reminisce, I remi- I reminisce like I was 85 Beyond your dollar sign and your skin I reminisce, I remi-, I reminisce, I- I know ya, I know ya hurt I know ya love me, I know the pain, it breaks my heart I know you love me, I know you hurt some I know what love is, I know ya I know the black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black love, keep the sunshine, on your face, I know Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black love, black love Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood (black blood), I know (I know) They killed my pop when I was just sixteen (Oh no no) They took my innocence away from me (No no no) In my hood I done did some crazy things (Oh no no) But that's all the shit that made me a king (No no no) Cause I still see the sun rise, and the moon shine I look in my son's eyes, and I'm grateful two times And two types of niggas where I'm from, and they both the same Know yourself, know the streets, know the game, know the pain Novocain make me numb, know the chains make me dumb Chain me to my brother, hate each other 'til we eighty something Make me run from myself, this like my own flesh So we on bullshit, just like I'm on jets Oh yes, time's hard, you all stressed, your mind's gone Going through a large test, hard-pressed to find God, define God Look in the mirror, you might find God Even though we full of sin we full of him, defy odds My scars match his as long as I've been beat down I should have nails through my hands and my feet now He was on the cross said speak, now I'm hearin' you Saved by the blood, he might leak down a miracle Gotta be the- Black blood make the grass grow in the ghetto Black blood keep the sunshine on your face, I know Black blood make the grass grow in the ghetto Black love, black love Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood (black blood), I know (I know) In the ghetto (Ghetto) Black blood, make the grass grow Ohhh, ohhh (Ohhh) Ohhh, black blood (In the ghetto) (Ghetto) Black blood, ohhh Jump Jump Jump Jump
the flight	Talking Uh, Yea Yea, Turn Me Up A Lil Bit Uh, Guess What's Been On My Mind? Hook I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away (Okay Now Pick It Up And Go, Go Pick It Up And Go, Pick It Up And Go, Go) I've Gots To Get Away, I've Got To Fly Away Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Verse 1 Look Sometimes It Ain't Worth It A Lovely Outer Surface A Pity Party I'm Throwin' Sometimes I Feel So Worthless I Feel My Work Ain't Enough I Feel They Praisin Too Much Or Now They Don't Praise Enough Them Niggas Hate Me For What? One Of Us Crazy, I'm Frustrated Disgusted With 'Em They Shoopin' My Religon So MuthaFuck The System And MuthaFuck The Quota And Hail My Color Purple And I Ain't Talkin Oprah It's Me My Eyes Lower I Should Have Been A Chauffer My Driver's Like Noone Well Rick James, Maury, Jane MuthaFuck Ya Sofa I Mean Your Couch I'm Jokin' I'm On The Couch Toastin' A Bitch Is Nothin' But A Dog Who Ain't HouseBroken I'm In Your Spouse Strokin' What Are My Immorals But Most Of The Time I Lose My Mind For Divine Oral Ya'll Define Normal That's Why They Don't Get Me And There Is No Chemistry With Joe Schmo's In Me And Those Oppose In Me Have No Souls Indeed I'm Like A Parapleg I Don't Know Defeat Talking Or Never Felt It We Gone Keep Going Hook I've Gots To Get Away, I've Gots To Fly Away Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Verse 2 Visions Of POPO, Visions Of Sirens Visions Of Handcuffs They Comin' Up In My Dreams, Stomach Is Rumbling They Say I Don't Never Smile Or Never Say Never Though I Admit That It's Been Awhile You Never Tire, Might As Well As Inspire And He Who Satisfy, Might As Well As Retire Them Bastards Is Stagnant, My Path's Everlastin' I've mastered this, ask of me My wrath ain't practiced I refuse to rationalize with these assholes That Naturally Act Like These Raps Is A Mattress To The Yawners, To The Sleepers To Be Honest, I Need Ya So My Armor, Can Strengthen So Keep Talkin' Ya'll Pieces, Uh I Beach Chair, With My Malibu Vision Eatin No Boo Dishes, With My Soul Food Princess By The Water, Au Revoir To My Audience Left My Home Alone, You Can Call Me Macaulay Bitch Hook I've Gots To Get Away, I've Gots To Fly Away Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I've Gots To Get Away, I Gots To Fly Away
faneto remix	Its more than this rap shit my nigga Niggas better recognize Know what fucking time it is man FGE shit man It's our time I don't got no fucking enemies They all dead And if I get some new ones Shit, Imma just kill they ass too 40's in this bitch 9's in this bitch Slide in this bitch Iron on our hip Squad in this bitch We live in this bitch Try in this bitch You'll die in this bitch! Grahhh BOOM! And I been hearing all that sneakdissing (sneakdissing) I told bro don't trip let me get him (Me get him) They just mad cause we hot now (hot now) FGE is all they talm bout (talm bout) Tony told me world is ours now (ours now) So all you suckas gotta starve now (starve now) Y'all gone make me bring the block out (block out) Hop out with the moptop Tear your block down BOOM! Y'all know how I rock nigga (rock nigga) 1500 be the block nigga (block nigga) Niggas try to take my life but I ain't going (ain't going) Stupid Steve hit the corner blowing BOOM BOOM BOOM Now you know shorty with the shit (with the shit) And with this 40 I don't miss (BOOM BOOM!) I'm in the trap working out my wrist Bitch I'm paid in full Ho I think I'm Mitch (I think I'm Mitch) I got money I got guns (I got guns) I might shoot some shit up just for fun (just for fun) Fuck wrong with these niggas Must be dumb (must be dumb) They don't know that I'm Nick Cannon with that drum! Yeah My tongue hold life But my belt hold death nigga I'd rather give love But got no problem giving you rest nigga I'm down to die by it Take a stand Lie 'bout it God my only judge bitch 'Til then fuck justice Cause I'll pray for my enemies Friends and those kin to me But don't never cross God's son Cause I'll take breath from any 3 Yeah I only trust that money in this cruel world But they hating Hope they ready for the new world FGE we taking off And this plane won't lose fuel nigga 300 we run it You can't fuck with this duo nigga All stripes when we take shots On whatever pocket Pool nigga And we gone let you hold that Unload that On you mule niggas Fool shit don't fly with us And on fuck shit I ain't lighting up Only real ones get to ride with us And any loose ends Getting tightened up Yeah Back to Benjamins That's how I make sense of it Nigga tell me what's real I'll show you what the difference is Look I'm a matador Cash is what I got in store Work you up Cut you up Bitch I won't go back and forth Weigh my arm and hammer When you hear that thunder That ain't Thor Be in the block Come back for more Give them what they asking for Yeah Make 'em bite the dust Right after they smack the floor Bitch I'm a drop 30 on you My shooter gone match my score Haaa If you can see me you dreaming Bitch but don't wake the demons Cause we ain't aim at your ! Uhh huh Stupid bitch Getting money with my brothers I'm Nino (I'm Nino) Fuck niggas getting robbed if I need dough (If I need dough) Don't cooperate No problem we gone blow (We gone blow) Don't ask us no shit about no murders We don't know (We don't know) Rap God FGE CEO (CEO) Punch lines hitting hard He Debo (He Debo) You rappers funny Fu as fuck CB4 My fans turnt watching Can't sit calm T.V show Woo I just hit a stain faneto (faneto) Yaah I be getting brain from these hoes (From these hoes) Take off like a plane on these hoes M.O.B No I don't got no change for these hoes I ain't Wayne I don't never make it rain on these hoes I'm that nigga I don't gotta spit no game to these hoes (To these hoes) Pretty birds on my thang Flamingo (Flamingo) And bitch i just got 30K for 3 shows Fuck a label I'm too fucking hot They can't cool me down Killing shit Flow so fucking sick Call up Doogie Hows Been connected like a unibrow Since a juvenile In the whip cruising through the town Hustling moving pounds From the gutter Got it out the mud But I'm not Snootie Wild Been in trouble Beat 2 or 3 cases Fuck your jury trial Never gave up Never threw in towels Made my goonies proud Model bitches wanna do me now They like groupies now I'm in they mouth Like a root canal Your boo blew me down 2 3 rounds for you goofy clowns Better move around No mechanic but no need to panic Keep theat tooley round Bet he rest 45 to his chest Call him Boobie Miles Shoot em' up Then I shoot em' down We don't fool around Wet em' up Come swim with the sharks I bet you will drown Yo squad filled with pussycats Make yo crew meow Extendo clips I'm 33'n y'all Patrick Ewing style I'll smoke everybody in this bitch Like a hookah lounge Broski nem blowing fruity loud My whole crew be wild GANG!
lost souls	Yuh, yuh (Ayy!) Okay (You dig) Lil' stupid, lil' stupid (Who that is?), no cupid (Umm, no love) Lil' stupid (Bitch) Ha, ha, ha, drip Wet, flex, yuh (Can you hear it?) Lil' stupid, lil' stupid (That's the charge) Uhm, yuh (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (I'ma drown, drown him, drown him, huh?) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Ayy-ayy, ayy, river of lost) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Dearly, dearly, dearly, ho) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! (Lookin' at me, lookin' at me, lookin' at-lookin' at-lookin' me) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (I'ma, yuh, yuh) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Yuh, yuh, ayy!) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Bitch, woo, yuh, woo) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, huh I fuck ya bitch when I'm bored (I fuck yo bitch when I'm—) Because you drive an Accord (Because you drive) I am not Simba, but when I do fuck that bitch (I am not) I greet that bitch with a roar (Rrr!) Ferragamo to the floor (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Flow hot like Earth's core (Ayy, ayy, ayy) "Knock, knock, knock" not the sound of the door (Knock, knock-knock-knock, knock-knock-knock-knock) That's the sound when I hit your whore, um Ayy, little bitch, you need to wake up (Ayy, ayy) Need face right now, so fuck ya makeup (Ayy, ayy) Ayy, little bitch, dick when you wake up 'Cause I just woke up in Marc Jacobs (Di, di-di-di-di-di) Ayy, little bitch, Dragon Ball shit (Dragon Ball), diamonds Destructo Disc (Diamonds Destructo) Hopped in the gang, anime shit, full One-Punch Man fist, uh I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (I'ma drown, drown him, drown him) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Ayy-ayy, ayy, river of lost) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Dearly, dearly, dearly, ho) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! (Lookin' at me, lookin' at me, lookin' at-lookin' at-lookin' me) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Ooh, I'ma, yuh, yuh, woah, woah, woah) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Yuh, yuh, ayy! Huh?) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Bitch, woo, yuh, woo, you dig?) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll (Yuh, ayy, yuh) I might drown a bitch (Bitch) Your money counterfeit (Woah?) Smokin' on a pound and shit (Huh?) My diamonds gonna blind you quick Fuck these rap niggas (What) Bitch my check bigger (Racks) Too much money gotta hide a milli' (Hide a milli') Young rich nigga gotta ride the Bentley (Skrrt, skrrt) Fake ass Rollie, what it cost ya? (Cost ya) Get bossed around if you ain't bossed up (You ain't bossed up) Fuck a hater, bring your check up (Check up) Drown a bitch from my neck up (Woah, what?) Slump (Slump) I'm ridin' around with a pump (Skrrt) Five hundred thou' in the trunk Black and white coupe like a skunk (Black and white) She keep starin' what I'm wearin' (Yeah) Hop out the new McLaren (McLaren) Pinky ring unnecessary (Ice, ice) I was broke, I'm legendary (I'm legendary) Drip (Drip) Way too much water might drown ya (Might drown ya) Deep in the ocean, they'll find ya (Woah) My bitch is foreign and kinder (She finer) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (I'ma drown, drown him, drown him, Rich!) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Ayy-ayy, ayy, river of lost) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Dearly, dearly, dearly, ho) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! (Lookin' at me, lookin' at me, lookin' at-lookin' at-lookin' me) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (I'ma, yuh, yuh) I'ma drown a nigga in a river of lost souls (Yuh, yuh, ayy!) Dearly depart from these unmotivated hatin' hoes (Bitch, woo, yuh, woo) Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, huh
life of the party	Hello, welcome to the other side You're lost Baby step outside your mind You've been really good You've been really good You've been thinking bout being bad ever since I put you on She got money for blow Just check her damn nose Prescription ain't an issue You can mix it with the oh And if you wanna do it, baby I'm right here with you I'm on cloud nine Baby you're behind You can follow me You can follow me if you want To go downtown with the drugs in your body Take that step you’re the life of the party Know that step you’re the life of the party I got two little ladies I got one little room There's a room full of liquor Baby what you wanna do? The way you move got me feeling so uhh I been thinking about it baby I been thinking about it lately I'm so far gone and you are too Show me how you go downtown With the drugs in your body Take that step, you're the life of the party Know that step, you're the life of the party I love how you touch How you feel How you breathe Baby how you do it so good? How you twist with your hips got the room so small baby And girl please don't go You're gonna please my boys You been thinking about it baby Yeah you're a star Oh you knocked one down Girl you knocked it down Girl, there's one, two, three Go downtown with the drugs in your body Take that step you’re the life of the party Know that step you’re the life of the party
dusse	This motherfucking D’usse got me sweating and shit... Word to God Hov, fuck with ya boy C5 Okay nigga, I got 'em, point 'em out and I got 'em Let 'em get a lil buzz, then we robbing for pollen We ain't killing no minors, you niggas still in the minors And your bitch, we gonna blind her, can't pick us out of the lineup I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these niggas Shoot you in your earth, and get earthworms on me, nigga I been did my time, I'm getting better with time But real niggas don't whine, we'll burn down your vineyard I been balling since cornrows, still ducking the narcos My little niggas in war mode, you spark it up, we charcoal Got a bad bitch with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed I'm a big dog, big doghouse, make ashtrays out of dog bowls, yeah Blessings on top of sins, resting with topless twins Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens In the restaurant, I’m with Slim, wrestling with lobster limbs Talking about some M's, it's sounding like gospel hymns Yes, lord We on that D'usse, me and my nigga Euro Tina turn up in this bitch We got Lauren in this bitch Serena Pink in this bitch, better known as Pinky Steph in this bitch Yah dig? What’s up Brandon!? Lego! Hollygrove nigga, rest in peace, Lil Kevin Rest in peace, Lil Beezy, rest in peace, Big Sausage The world is mine, I am selfish I am a shark, fuck them shellfish Everybody in the building, well I left that bitch like Elvis Nigga, please Pops treated mom like Billie Jean Like hot sauce, I put it on everything I'ma give that fucking woman everything, everything Here we go, bitch I'm cool, Coolio She say "Tune, do me slow" How many fish did Hootie blow? I don't know, fuck who knows? I got a redbone with two golds And she snort too much of that Michael Jackson That bitch gonna need a new nose I ain't got time for you hoes Shit I only have two goals And that is "Get Money, Get Money" Now I'm riding 'round the city with the top off the Maybach Looking for a motherfucking spot we can skate at Elvis left the building and I take these hoes to Graceland And I got more bounce, to the 28 grams I ain't stunting these niggas Eyes look Chinese, Wayne-chung to these niggas Wayne-chung bitch! More than one bitch This for my niggas, we shall overcome, bitch From New Orleans, niggas dying over dumb shit You know we give the pastor hell, make the nun strip Yeah I might have them bricks, call me Brick Cannon Nina on my lap, what you want from Santa? I might get money, fuck bitches Kill niggas and smoke weed I'm married to this real shit And I'm a wife beater, no sleeves Do it for my hood That 44 ain't no good You better bring that chopper Cause we gonna have them choppers Yeah I do it for my hood That 45 ain't no good You better bring the chopper Cause we gonna have them choppers, nigga We gonna have them choppers We gonna have them choppers You better bring the chopper Cause we gonna have them choppers, yeah We gonna have them choppers We gonna have them choppers You better bring the chopper Cause we gonna have them choppers, nigga Mula! My nigga Hood in this bitch Still on that D'usse Shout out my nigga Lil Twist, my lil brother He just passed out in the club the other night off that D'usse Threw up on the owner Owner talkin' about he wanted his money back He wanted half of the money back Twist took all the money and left That's some Young Money shit Soo Woo to the B gang Rest in peace Cedar Frogg
on it	Bitches see me and my team and be on that 300, Glory Boyz, we be on it I got guap, tell your bitch to get on it All this dough, rockin’ to the top, yeah bitch, get on it She on it, she see me, she on it We the Get Money team, you can’t get on that Get off my dick tell your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, tell your bitch to get on it I’ll pull out my dick, tell your bitch to get on that She like my car, she fucked me in my foreign She like damn, Sosa, them niggas boring I’m flexin and finessing and I’m tourin’ Bitch, I’mma finagle when I’m at Fuego Disrespect my set, hope that boy got a halo I’m a ballerholic, im bout my pesos Your bitch keep on calling, tell her to let go My money stackin’ up so high like Lego Tryin’ to be Sosa, this ain’t no race, though Tryin’ to be Sosa, homeboy, you can't clone These bitches know Sosa, he got that Play-Doh Bitches see me and my team and be on that 300, Glory Boyz, we be on it I got guap, tell your bitch to get on it All this dough, rockin’ to the top, yeah bitch, get on it She on it, she see me, she on it We the Get Money team, you can’t get on that Get off my dick tell your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, tell your bitch to get on it I’m the voice of the streets, you know I own it I’m talkin’ way before this rap I had a foreign After the show, I fucked your bitch and she was borin’ We came a long way from the slum, now we tourin’ BMG, I put the whole world on it GBE, Chief Keef, that’s my homie A half a brick, I put a whole nine on it Warren Sapp, I keep two nines on me I want the money badge, I have money attached The money got me geeked – remixing, selling swag We the finesse kings, rob a nigga with no mask How to be a millionaire, I’ll put you on that Bitches see me and my team and be on that 300, Glory Boyz, we be on it I got guap, tell your bitch to get on it All this dough, rockin’ to the top, yeah bitch, get on it She on it, she see me, she on it We the Get Money team, you can’t get on that Get off my dick tell your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, tell your bitch to get on it
colombia remix	Chea, haha Black Migo Gang, I just left Colombia Birdman, count up Ross Double M GuWop (Brick Squad, Young Scooter) chea (Rozay, Stunna) Rich Gang (What's happening, nigga?) {M-M-M-Maybach Music} I can make cocaine 3.5 kilos on my gold chain I just flew to Haiti Zoe fuck around gave me 80 Chickens like the wing-stop (huh!) Nigga tried to kill me but I had the thing cocked They think I know the voodoo How they keep showing my Ghost on that channel 2 I'm having dreams and nightmares (huh!) MJ moonwalking on them white squares (woo!) I'm a boss not a Capo Pussy nigga time to call me El Chapo Trappin' till a hundred mill (huh!) Built a mansion for my killers out in Summer Hill Bad bitches never fuck with y'all We fuck em then we drop em off in them muscle cars Chrome wheels and them rally stripes Third party conversations through them satellites Lil nigga got a appetite We do em and we pray they momma have a candlelight (M-M-M-Maybach Music) I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons (Rich Gang... 5 Star) I just left Colombia Fly, skinny tires I ain't frontin none Bitch they call me Birdman Whip it from the kitchen to the curb man (ya heard me?) Used to rob blocks on them backstreets Dippin through them backstreets, traveling with them 10 a piece Kingpin lifestyle Million on the whip, hundred mil, hundred thou 20 million on a new home Line tap got me hustling off of five phones Gotta get it by all means Put it down for my city from a triple beam BLAAAT I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons I was trapping outta granny house I broke the screen door Rappers say they kingpins but ain't never seen dope Whippin dope in every bowl you can't find a clean bowl Long line full of fiends, Gucci need a green store Wanna visit Coca-Cola come to Gucci mane store And I ain’t never told a soul, I don’t need a snitch foe R.I.P. Pimp, shouts to Bun, I just sold a metric ton I got 99 bricks and I still won't front you one WOP Hop up out that airplane Me and Hector got a meeting with the Rich Gang Free my nigga Poo Tang Sold more dope than every rapper in the rap game Really seen them truck loads Came a long way from them country dirt roads I own Lil Mexico Pushin' bricks from the east to the west coast Summertime I'm charging 16 You got ugly bricks you know my remix look clean I'm BMG stamping everything The streets mine and you'll never see a drought again I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons I can make cocaine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons
im not introducing you	A lot of you females got me twisted You assume just because I'm a rapper, you can approach me in a ho-ish way and get something out of it Shit, you'd be lucky if you walk away with an autograph, bitch You better come correct I'm a beam just like the shining sun But I'd be a fool if I say you're the one And I'd be the water that's raining down on the land But I won't be your man You see I got other plans You know what you know what I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama Man it's so hard to find a girl who's close to having a mindstate like me A lot of you drink and smoke, suck a lot of dick on the low and probably got HIV Don't get mad when you get played by me I'ma keep it real til the day I D-I-E And for you girls who be up in the club that's underage with a fake ID Listen, I don't give a fuck what you believe most guys don't want you to see That they just wanna get your ass under the sheets fuck you then leave I don't what prompts you to be So stupid now you're crying your eyes out he's long gone and you're trying to find out But I'm telling you why so don't cry baby girl now it's time for you to be back on the right route Back to me, actually, I got a lot of girls throwing they ass to me I throw it right back at 'em so happily, can't believe that they have the audacity To even do that shit, like I'm that guy Bitch come down 'cause you're not that fly Kiss the first night, it's not that time. No hoes hopping inside my ride I'm a beam just like the shining sun But I'd be a fool if I say you're the one And I'd be the water that's raining down on the land But I won't be your man You see I got other plans You know what you know what I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama Every girl I meet, always talking bout "I don't even wanna know Hopsin, ew Yeah, he got some skills but every time he put them eyes in it look like he popped some pills I just wanna know Marcus, he's a sweet little innocent boy Oh god I'd date him with no prob And if he wanted to I'll let him beat the pussy with no condom" Bitch, what's your problem? You expect me to be optim -mistic, for the mischief you bring your senseless bitch you out of Your mind I know you like the fact I'm so bad when I spit up on the track Black and I rap with a little bit of swag and happen to have a little money in the back What the fuck do you got that'll impress me so I can feel half of the magic? A loose vaginal passage, uh uh bitch put that back in the package I feel so sick and lonely, I want a real girl that will get to know me No charcoal breath who be hitting a stogie and not one that'll say shit to blow me I'm a beam just like the shining sun But I'd be a fool if I say you're the one And I'd be the water that's raining down on the land But I won't be your man You see I got other plans You know what you know what I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I like nature, ah you too? Wow, we got so much in common boo Don't be assuming that I'm going to love you because if you do I'll cut you out of my life I promise you I'm down to earth and I'm an honest dude You barely be giving me any homage dues I would definitely regret it and probably get a big headache if I was stupid and got with you How many guys have you let bone you? (Uhhh?) Let me guess, you don't have no clue huh? Could've been 5, could have been 10, could have been a million nigga's that hopped on you huh? I ain't trying to be another one on the list, that'll make me a true son of a bitch Yup I know how you work, you ain't nothing but a flirt baby girl that's one of the risks Best believe that I'ma pass on that, ain't got time for no asshole acts You say you a good girl that's no fact, can't roll smooth 'cause your axles cracked You can't find a good man that's so sad, I think it's because you act so wack So don't be trying to blame the world for your nonsense bitch I'll fuck around a smack yo ass I'm a beam just like the shining sun But I'd be a fool if I say you're the one And I'd be the water that's raining down on the land But I won't be your man You see I got other plans You know what you know what I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama Baby, maybe we can meet up tomorrow and we can give it one more try But in the meantime I'ma have to say goodbye baby 'cause right now you're not my type Now listen, I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama I'm not introducing you to mama
repo	We gon' knock this right out We gon' skate to one song and one song only nigga! Yeah! Really? Fuckin' "Condom Style"? "Get your jig on"? You a clown-ass nigga, put a wig on Nigga I be goin H.A.M. till the pig gone All this ice around my neck, I got a fridge on! Body Cass, put 'em in a body bag Broke nigga, we should put you in a bodycast Real nigga, all I know is get a lot of cash I took you hater niggas spot that’s why you prolly mad! My story, all guts, glory Posted on the corner, Glock .40 tucked on me 20 years on me, me and my army Feelin' like none of y'all niggas can harm me I came from the bottom where they never make it at With all my jewels on they ain't never takin' that Theres rules to the game I ain't never breakin' that And once you give a statement, nigga, you can never take it back You lame part of the game, nigga pardon the fame I got 30 in my clip I can park in your frame Plus this Rollie on my wrist cost some cars and change We talking bike life, 'bout to put a park in my name Just to ride on you niggas, or slide on you niggas G550 when we glide on you niggas like Clyde on you niggas, homicide on you nigga I ain't never had no rap, had no ties to you niggas, so Why you suckas hatin' and talkin' 'bout what I'm makin'? When I be out in Jamaica and ballin' like I'm like a Laker It's givers and it's takers, these niggas is gettin faker And I'm just gettin' richer I wake up and get my cake up! Black Maserati, chinchillas for Papi Ten killers beside me, all lookin' like ahkis I remember nights on corners with beef and broccoli Rice and gravy, now it's crazy cause Phillipe's got me All gold AP, same watch as Jay-Z Ballin' like I'm KD, how can niggas play me? If you ain't talkin' money nigga fuck you, pay me Drophead with the top down and the A.C On, drawn, fuck is y'all doin' I'mma king you a pawn, lil nigga I'mma Don The coke price high, it cost 40 for a jawn And like 20 for a half lil nigga do the math And you talkin' bout a battle rap, how you gon' handle that? 100 grand pussy nigga, you ain't got the tab for that You ain't got the stacks for that, you the one we laughin' at You ain't got half of that, they pump you up: Asthma attack Bye clown, calm down 'fore you make me bomb now Fucking all these superstars like "Who Meek Milly bomb now?" Went from driving Bentleys to going half on pie pounds You niggas need to die down, Philly nigga: my town I heard your car got re-poed But this is bike life boy you just got Deebo'd Them Twitter niggas fucking with your ego You in the field tryna turn to God like Tebow Naw that won't work nigga, that'll get you murked nigga All-black Ghost nigga, looking like a hearse nigga Been a dead man, so I'mma dig you out the Earth nigga Just to stuff your skeleton right back into the dirt nigga What you made this year? What you worth nigga? I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I made church nigga I did "I'ma Boss," youngin' set the summer off Man these old niggas mad at me cause they fallin' off! Ha! Get your hate on Cass And we ain't talking larceny cause they all trash And your goons ain't riding witcha, they all mad Cause you ain't never put no food up in AR abs My dog killed a body for ya, damn he didn't eat from it Now you mad at Swizz cause you can't get a beat from him Once my niggas coming at you dog, we gon' keep comin' Weirdo Forest Gump nigga, better keep runnin' D.C. nigga, you P.C. nigga While you was scared, I was eatin' chichi nigga Talking to Tip about how we gon' beast these niggas All I know is bang bang, like that Chief Keef nigga Got a matte black Aston, gold rims on it Bitch looking like it got a pair of Timbs on it Cashmere sweater, bunch of Jims on it All my guns come with extends on it Duck ? and hit up, tuck nigga you lit up Cause you looking like food my youngins ready to get up Call you for a verse and tell you to write some shit up Boom, high stick up, jumping all out the pick up, woah You know you fucked up right? The "hustla" You know you fucked up right? Man I ain't doing this shit no more with you nut ass niggas I came in the game, I ain't even signed a year nigga I got more money than all you hatin' ass old niggas put together Y'all niggas ain't do shit! Talkin' all this Philly shit Y'all niggas ain't put no foreigns out here nigga All my niggas drive foreigns! My niggas don't even rap and drive better cars than you niggas Coon copped that 'Rari , you don't feel sorry for these bitch ass rappers! You can't come to Philly no more! And not even because of this, you was never comin' to Philly You ain't been here eight years you pussy ass nigga!
whateveryoudodontlookhimintheeyes	365 nights I'm here now I feel a lot of things but I don't feel fear now The oak crack and the entrance appear now I'm taking you to where I know the world won't hear now Never worry about the shit you say, they say I do my thing and leave their heads spinnin' like beyblades Waking up and roll repeat till the daybreak I'd rather be inside the world don't feel the same way No connection I can see you lagging I'm fy_iceworld cooling relaxing Lagging you freezing Never gave a fuck before but now you reaching Now the world keep calling me Locked door, plotting more, planet don't bother me Want to be like us but they don't wanna take the chances There's nothing to this shit just shut your eyes and let 'em have it Still the fucking best in town I hit the dope then do the mess around We smoke 14 then leave the rest around Drugs in every room never ever running out Chlorella tabs consume until I'm cashed Don't take my words, the ingredients on the back Died then I thrived like Galileo Now they all believe what they use to hate so I guess the jokes on you I see right through SESH
drop the world	I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes Hate in my heart, love in my mind I seen nights full of pain, days are the same You keep the sunshine, save me the rain I search but never find, hurt but never cry I work and forever try, but I'm cursed, so never mind And it's worse, but better times seem further and beyond The top gets higher the more that I climb The spot gets smaller and I get bigger Tryin' to get in where I fit in, no room for a nigga But soon for a nigga it be on, motherfucker ‘Cause all this bullshit done made me strong, motherfucker So I pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head Bitch, I'ma pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head And I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone I know what they don't wanna tell you Just hope you're heaven-sent, and you're hell-proof I walk up in the world and cut the lights off And confidence is a stain they can't wipe off My word is my pride But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise Served to survive, murdered and bribed And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside So I can pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head Bitch, I'ma pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head And I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone It hurts, but I never show This pain you'll never know If only you could see just how lonely and how cold And frostbit I've become My back's against the wall When push come to shove I just stand up and scream: "Fuck 'em all!" Man, it feels like these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in, up it's time to raise it, then Your days are numbered like pages in My book of rhymes; got 'em cookin', boy This crooked mind of mines got 'em all shook And scared to look in my eyes I stole that fuckin' clock: I took the time And I came up from behind and pretty much snuck up And butt-fucked this game up Better be careful when you bring my name up Fuck this fame, that ain't what I came to claim But the game ain't gonna be the same on the day that I leave it But I swear, one way or another I'ma make these fuckin' haters believe it I swear to God, won't spare the rod I'm a man of my words, so your fuckin' heads better nod Or I'ma fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie Permanently, bitch, it's beddy-bye This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die! My head is swole My confidence is up, this stage is my pedestal I'm unstoppable, Incredible Hulk You're trapped in my medicine ball I could run circles around you so fast your fuckin' head'll spin, dog I'll split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fuckin'— Pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head Bitch, I'ma pick the world up And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head And I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone
easy	I saw you, Chinese birthday With a strawberry icee Channeling Morrissey Were we at the rave, dancing horribly Pulse went through my face and my clear backpack Sonic sound you made me I know you're in here somewhere You came with someone There's something you need Hope you don't think I'm easy What starts inside these hallways Always comes and goes I come from nothing Like you come from nothing Light like a laser cut from the navel Til it's dark as a plum Back where we're from Don't take life so serious If you find another He could sleep right here Between the two of us I'll move over some I hope he doesn't think I'm easy Between the three of us There's no one sleeping cold Nobody said it would be easy With you on my mind I'm scared to think alone Ohh why was it never this easy The windows raise to show us Daylight's come again
futr fuck up the rap	Laisse-moi t'expliquer mon putain de périple dans cette missive Fuck le game, fuck les pédés, fuck tous ces imbéciles Le rap m'a choisi comme c'gros binoclard à la tête du peuple Ouais j'suis l'meilleur de ma génération donc j'fous le sbeul Ouais mon négro (négro), ouais mon rebeu (rebeu) Sheguey j'touche pas l'héro : j'préfère l'shit et la beuh Ouais j'suis pas un héros, j'suis même pas un rappeur J'suis venu représenter le 59 et tous mes zinzink's sapeurs Ouais j'suis un négro calme m'balançe jamais chez les keufs On fait parler les armes, on fait crier ta meuf Avant c'étaient mes ennemis, maintenant qu'j'ai l'buzz c'est mes reufs Mais quand y a des embrouilles n'oublie pas c'est chacun pour ses seufs Ils pensaient pas qu'le p'tit Grady aurait perçé aussi vite La jalousie arrive aussi vite que les keufs en civils Ils sont dépassés par mon succès, alors les fausses rumeurs sur mon dos elles se succèdent Avouez qu'ça vous fait mal de nous voir faire du seille-o Nique sa mère je bosse dans la raquette pire qu'un O.J. Mayo Comme CriCri Ronaldo, on nous tire par l'maillot Quand tu t'fais baiser par tes proches Sheguey tu deviens paro' Putain sur la vie d'ma mère que le game m'a déçu J'étais toujours là pour eux mais derrière ils m'crachaient dessus J'fais confiance à personne, encore moins à ma queue La seule façon d'vesqui les virus c'est d'acheter un Mac J'ai crié "Fuck Jay-Z" mais j'rap sur sa prod J'aurais ken Beyonce dans son dos si j'étais son pote I'm a motherfucking Nigga like Ol' Dirty Bastard Mais n'oublie pas qu'y'a que Jesus qui rendait pas les m'batas J'ai ça, j'ai ci, j'veux ça, j'hésite, contrat, j'résilie, Tupac, Biggie, Nas, Jay-Z Gros joint, j'bousille, phonetel grillé, prison, suicide Glock nine, Fusil, Famas, Uzi Argent, soucis, armée, usine Maman cuisine, pétasse consomme comme un Audi Tu veux du buzz faut les soucis, cousin, cousine, Deschamps, Brésil, Nasri, Exit Nique sa mère le rap,la France, moi j'préfère l'exil On rentre à Kinshasa avec une feumeu du Mexique Négro c'est que du buzz, pourquoi tu t'excites ? Tu parles trop dans mon dos Ta chatte veut qu'on l'excise Fuck Up The Rap (Hey hey Sheguey) Fuck Up The Rap (Hey hey Sheguey) On baise ton rap (Hey hey Sheguey) On rap, on trap “Eh ouais, on a quitté Chicago, on a quitté Atlanta, pour revenir à New-York, aux sources Eh, quand j'cris Fuck Jay-Z, c'est pas Jay-Z que j'emmerde C'est juste les Illuminatis, et tous ceux qui pactisent avec le Diable mon frère Eh ouais gros, on est les enfants de Dieu nous Force à nous Sheguey, on est ensemble” Fuck Up The Rap… Fuck Up The Rap… Fuck Up The Rap… On baise ton rap
ron oneal	Coach, put me in the game I'm for real, for them peoples tryna to put me in them chains Whatever the topic, let's put it in the frame We can even load it and cock it and put it in they brains I'm saying, some rappers do it for a chain Kill yourself, I know killers that'll do it for some change These veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the same I don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lane Precise, 'bout shoot them at the range But I ain't tryna shoot it with you rappers I'll just shoot it at your dame Y'all never should have threw me in the game Found a new word for weed, that was so mean I threw it in my name My song banging loud on the block like arms spraying The law hating, warring like Blacks and Caucasians God versus Satan, I'm laying in the dark With the Mossberg waiting, letting off first basing Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub Deuce high when he cruise by, spotting his love Hold the mic like a .38 muzzle to snub This flow, call it OJ blood on the glove Above rap, capital Gs speak on the facts Please believe that, meaning that I keep it a stack He's back, he a beast on the track The only time that I go soft is probably with your freak in the sack Feel the bass make sure he shake, murder verse, first forty-eight Manslaughter, nearly caught a case I crack heads more than base Stack bread when I orchestrate, that said y'all the bass No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddar So we can have a better tomorrow Oh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard For a better tomorrow I seen niggas sniff coke through a crazy straw Come out they shirts sweating bullets with the Bobby Brown jaw Dry mouth, grinding back and forth plus he's steaming a Newport We all holding the torch Few staircase murders, some burners don't blam right Guns that kicked around the wall you better stand tight Full of X, AKs, whiling in lobbys, bulletproof PJs Fuck around and get spunned like the DJ CSI traumatized by viewing the instant replay SpongeBob niggas get scars nigga I'm off style in any section of the hood I'll pull your car nigga No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddar So we can have a better tomorrow Oh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard For a better tomorrow See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat So you rather pursue death than admit defeat See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat So you rather pursue death than admit defeat I used to be so narcissistic, park the whip and spark the biscuits Spit hollow tipped shells at the Narcs with quickness Live to tell the tale cause only God's my witness Been a long time, change gonna come son, I'm optimistic I hold the steel like Ron O'Neal Super fly, do or die, Killah Hill, Brownsville Never ran, never will, yes I can, yes I will Put a dot upon your knot then I drill through your grill Like a dentist, my apprentice speaks with a vengeance Demented scientists count bodies inside the trenches That's judges off the benches, got inches for y'all wenches We plant those hot seeds that grow in cold winters No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddar So we can have a better tomorrow Oh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard For a better tomorrow See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat So you rather pursue death than admit defeat See ignorance wouldn't allow retreat So you rather pursue death than admit defeat
twisted	Hah Mafia Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (Hah) Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice (Hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Come get twisted with the Juice, I'm your nigga Fuck with Montana, bitch, that's my nigga 1 AM, she was callin' me papi (Hah) 2 AM, we met up at the lobby (Hah) 3 AM, yeah, I was gettin' sloppy (Hah) At 4 AM, I passed her to Rocky (Hah) This the same bitch, on that same shit (Hah) Ain't got no talent, she's just known for suckin' famous dicks (Hah) Niggas ballin' out, buyin' all kinda gifts Shawty's pussy must be dope, 'cause niggas can't quit For that fame they bussin, nothin' strange to us (Hah) Bitches tweakin' like they on angel dust When I park that Lec', and slide through the back Bitches hoppin' off the pole like, "Where the paper at?" Fuck with Montana, 'cause I'm your nigga Black Rollie Barack, Ciroc in my liver Who the fuck is this? Pull up in a Gati with a three quarter mink Shawty ridin' shotty with a rock like a brick hit Yeah, that's that drip I got brown bags, loads, tic-tac-toe, X's, O's Dance like you dancin' on a pole (Hah) 300 on a coupe, 300 for the show (Hah) Doors open up, legs open wide Grind 'til the night over, I ain't come up overnight (Hah) Twisted off the juice, top off the roof Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (How you like) Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Come get twisted with the Juice, I'm your nigga Fuck with Montana, bitch, that's my nigga She said she ain't never done no shit like this before I said, I know you ain't a ho, but girl just let it go I'm finna floor, I'm finna catch a flow, like "Woah" Get your ass up on the pole, let your worries go She said, "I know I ain't a ho, I'm just tryna get this money You know how it go, fosho' Bust a nut and then I roll Bitches call me Bobby Tarantino We know I'ma get the C-note, then I relocate Fuck her then I bounce, hell nah, I can't do no date 1-800, then I kill the pussy, who can relate? Got a bitch in all states, like the fake Denzel Word to Yeezy, my shit's breezy, it's too easy This money please me, these fake rappers don't appease me If you ain't talkin' money, you need to talk to French That's word to Karim, we live in the dream, know what I mean? Whip clean, peanut butter on the inside Bitches be beautiful, but they ugly on the inside, woo Shut your fuckin' mouth, 'cause Bobby Boy he comin' through Word to Triple-6, suck up on my dick Slob on my knob, girl you're beautiful, that's word to God Goddamn, I'm the man, do it 'cause I can Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Dance, dance like you dancin' on a pole (On a pole, hah) Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Twisted off the juice, twisted, twisted off the juice Don't get twisted with the juice, I'm your nigga Fuck with Montana, bitch, that's my nigga Coke boy baby
come closer	Hitmaka Oh-oh, oh, yeah Let's take a jet to Aruba, I know it sounds nice, ooh You gon' fall into my trap, you gon' fall right through Even when you're with your lover and your phone's on mute When I call you an Uber, you gon' come right through Need to cry you a river If you lie, won't forgive you And I won't ever, ever trust you And I won't ever, ever miss you And yeah I love my baby mother But if she fuck another nigga I won't ever, ever touch her And don't you ever get it twisted Yeah, I'ma cry me a river Just get it out your system You know how much I really want you You know I'll never ever forget you Way too much time spent on strippers Ain't mean to cut you out the picture I don't mean to be callin' you "bitch" and shit But I be buggin' off the liquor The muscle relaxant was workin' Throwin' it back while she squirtin' Don't need surgery, you're perfect Remember when bitches was curvin' Can't no nigga get you Birkins Every time you think I'm lurkin' All my clothes, you were burnin' Oh that's how you feel? That's the word, yeah Come closer All I ever needed was some closure Come closer All I ever needed was some You told me that you need some closure, you said come over I don't need to take no Uber, I drive a Rover Tryna bribe me with a bag, wait, nigga, hold up If you ever try to play me, nigga, you's a whole dub, whole dub Always got what I wanted Never asked nobody for nothin' I can take a trip to the islands alone But if you want it you Gotta come with somethin' new I don't know what's wrong with you So over your petty games, you're getting way too comfortable Oh-oh, oh Gettin' real comfortable treatin' me like a regular Don't bring out the worst in me when I bring out the best in you Boy, I ain't average Don't make me turn savage I need you to see that I'm no regular girl Come closer (Oh-oh, oh-whoa) All I ever needed was some closure (Needed some closure) Come closer All I ever needed was some closure (All I ever needed was some closure) Come closer, oh, oh (All I ever needed was some closure) Come closer, oh, oh All he ever needed was some closure
emj	The sadness gets deeper, and now my body's growing weaker To EMJ this is dedicated; through this, you'll never belated, bro I told him, I ain't know you rap nigga, you cold blooded The way he busted his flow on stage wasn't slow was it My nigga was flippin', he grabbed the mic and was rippin' Until some idiots was trippin' and then I heard bullets whistling Then I sang 'em, I just want to celebrate, he laughed Cause said he's "writing a song called Reno 911 straight on they ass" Far as words go, it's crazy them were the last I heard EMJ on this emotional musical journey Come ride with me, it's so sad to see, still ride with me So join me, let me share with this world as I live out the dreams We won't be gone for long, I promise you won't be alone If you lose me, I'm writing the words of this song My man Michael Jones, on this emotional musical journey (Yo, this is OG Muggs, wanna shout out to my man EMJ God took you away, it was too soon man You're up there with the angles looking down And watching our world right now brother We love you, we miss you, we'll never forget you EMJ Rest in peace brother) That was my nigga In the bunk right across from mine Cracking them jokes like all the time Hoppin' on stage with him every night And why niggas Would ever wanna take somebody's life Who was living it like a shining light Man all the homie ever did was smile I still don't understand it, don't think I ever will Why I couldn't have been the bitch nigga That god had let get killed Instead he took EMJ away, it's safe to say I'll see your face again someday, at pearly gates But I hold you in my heart until At times I'm like Yo EMJ, where you been? I know you lookin' down on me like "Here I am, Kutty! And I ain't wanting for nothin' homie No, mourning do nothin' for me Your love is enough in store in its glory Or what, so pour me a drink We can cheer and toast, giving thanks to why You didn't lose a partner, you gained a gangsta for life In your heart I exist, but through music I'm able to live I see the way you floss me all on your wrist And that's what's up, man" (On my highest day my nigga, you was there Now I'm on my lowest day, cause you're not here I miss you my nigga, love you EMJ) I seen a cruel bitch, met her in Reno Nevada She'll have you living your dreams and take 'em all with no problem In dark alley ways, where devils wait for the shootout At someone who was special, I told my family about him I saw his first tour, he told me Tech was his hero And watched him from the crowd, to then go rock the same theaters Step out of bounds and rounds can fly, behind casinos On the night I never gambled and still lost it all in Reno If I only had 8 bars, to come and deliver to you in the graveyard I'd say god is shitty for even releasing you behind the 8-ball The pain's hard, I know you got kiddies to carry your name on But I'm praying for 'em, so they don't end up just singing the same song I'm hearing it in my sleep, I'm hearing it in the head There's whispers on the beat, screaming EMJ where you been I promise you everyone out here shed tears, until he remembers High powered mayhem, EMJ, Mayday's 7th member Remember like it was yesterday, show up in Reno Off of the bus and to off a Bourbon then we hit the Casino And then we, we did the show an we was only It was all that crying and you and Rock was on that homie Never should have left you lonely, you took six and survived it Talked to you a couple days ago, still riding No one never thought there was complications rising A blood clot inside him, EMJ died I'm like (EMJ, it's Cross-Eyed Joe man, we all fucking miss you bro) (EMJ, what can I say man, rest in paradise Rest in paradise pimpin, we love you) Michael Jones, I miss you my nigga EMJ, still tryna cope with this Still can't believe that you gone and I know I gots to be strong Revenge is mine said the lord, so we gotta let him take control But lord knows that I wanna grab the gat Cock back and land a blow and watch heads roll You was a talented man, I watched you gravitate fans Shouted out where you been, people was all in a trance Then we step on stage, you'd say "You killin 'em, Rock" Then I'd say "You killin 'em, MJ," then you say "Let's put on for Watts" You strong as an ox, in the bed just laying with shots Laughing and jokin', meanwhile I'm going through emotions Then you tell me Jay Rock, you gotta keep goin' on daddio Your album about to drop, plus you can't be slacking bro Yeah fo' sho' my nigga, I know this a minor set back But you told me keep killin' 'em, you gon' be alright I'mma be back, no time bet that, then I got that phone call It was bad news at its best and it hurt me That I lost my friend on this emotional musical journey Hold up roll up a Swisher, light up and paint a picture Only if painted different, I would have been right there with you So instead of cryin', I rejoice and pour out some liquor Henny straight or mix it with lemonade, feel like I should be ashamed I had to look you mama dead in the face She told me everything was gon' be okay You told me if anything you should be on your way home any day Soon as we all relaxin' the phone rang, heard her sayin' I'm goin' crazy, it's crazy, I'm thinkin' maybe just maybe I'm misunderstandin' what your lady was sayin' Naw-naw, you can't be serious, stop your talkin' delirious Got my mom on the phone, you already know where his spirit went So I drink that Hen 'til there no more left, right that wrong no it don't go left Write this song try not stress, gotta be strong yet fight to death As far as visions go that's that was last way that I saw EMJ on this emotional musical journey
its too late	I, just know what I know I say homies over dough I say hoes under both And I live by the code I say stay away from hoe shit Yeah then, stick to your own I fuck with the people Never been a thirsty neighbor I could show you how a G look I don't run my mouth I mean, better run my town now What the fuck is y'all about? Fuck with me, fuck with me All my day one niggas stuck with me Tell my main bitch, never go too far New song make a new broad fuck with me Work hard nigga, sleep comfortably Go hard nigga, eat comfortably Do what you like but keep this dissin mine Cheap talk will get your head bust for free I could wave a price Don't recommend the famous life You know the hoes in the condo and the ladies like it And she don't even know 'bout your baby's life I'm crazy made, I'm crazy nice Sleep the day, live some amazing nights Amazing grace, nigga how sweet the sound Reefer loud enough to shake the sky And I been a nigga where I come from Dew baby in the cut tryna hold tight Two strikes, shooting dice when he roll up Get it, I got 100 niggas, they need me to win 20 something niggas that need a Benz How many niggas your niggas is really friends? It's too late, it's too late I'm smoking buff up too late I'm married to the game, ain't too faithful Cheating with the money and the fame It's too late, it's too late When I get on, whole crew straight When I get on, whole crew straight And I pray to God I ain't too late I, just know what I know I say homies over dough I say hoes under both And I live by the code I say stay away from hoes Yeah then, stick to your zone I fuck with the people Never been a thirsty neighbour I could show you how a G look I don't run my mouth I'm young but I run my town now What the fuck is y'all about? It's too late, it's too late It's too late, it's too late It's too late, it's too late I, just know what I know I say homies over dough I say hoes under both And I live by the code I say stay away from hoes Yeah then, stick to your own I fuck with the people Never been a thirsty neighbour I could show you how a G look I don't run my mouth I mean, better run my town now What the fuck is y'all about?
uh uh	Sosa, baby GBE, baby Bang Bang-bang, bang Bang Beep, beep (Beep) Beep (Beep), beep Beep (What? What?) Huh Poppin' a pill still (Huh, still, yeah) Shawty on the block with me wearin' Chanel (Bang) Too much dope in here, I can't smell, smell (Too much dope) Too many guns in here, I can't tattletale (Tattletale, tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (I can't tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (What? Hold up, what? What?) Uh-uh (What?) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Skrrt-skrrt) (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Uh-uh (Skrrt, hold up) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (What? Hol' up) Heat in my hand, no oven mitt Take your block and tumble it (Tumble it) Bitch, give me that cookie, I'm crumblin' (Crumblin') Uh-uh, you was lovin' that ho (Lovin' that ho) The way that go I never ever know Rollin' up Ps, cappin' that O Get sparked from the heat, that was definite though You can try to run but you catchin' them though Wanna fuck in these mouth like I'm M&Ms though It's a hit-and-run, hit the ambulance, ho Ice in my cup, December 24 Smoke get me higher than the airfield though Mama told me, "Never ever fear" though .45 bigger than a elephant though Go to court smellin' like I sell elbows Ha-ha, you was poppin' that shit (Poppin' that shit) Let the window down, start poppin' them sticks Ha-ha, you was not with that shit (Not with that shit) You don't even know what come with that shit (With that shit, hey) You better run, run, run up the blue bummers (Bummers) The bitch with me all in my arms, yeah (My arms, yeah) After that I sent her home and I don't care (What?) We want all the smoke, we got mob fare (Mob fare) Poppin' a pill still (Huh, still, yeah) Shawty on the block with me wearin' Chanel (Bang) Too much dope in here, I can't smell, smell (Too much dope) Too many guns in here, I can't tattletale (Tattletale, tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (I can't tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Tattletale) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (What? Hold up, what? What?) Uh-uh (What?) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Skrrt-skrrt) (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la) Uh-uh (Skrrt, hold up) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (What? Hol' up)
gargoyle	No What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say Bitch, pop for 'em Racks (racks), hey There's a lot of money comin' round What, yeah, yeah Real diamonds Yeah You dig? I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal That's the damn Fanta In the damn sauna (sauna) She's a lawn mower I just John Doe'd her (yo) I'm a leaf blower Corral reef goer (goer) Where them bad bitches? (Yeah) Tell 'em come forth (forth) Stampin' passports (stampin') Livin' fast forward (fast, fast) Pour that Drank, don't measure (measure) Told her, dick, don't mention it Got no recollection Keep that bread like breadsticks (bread) Drop them bags, I'm rushin' I'm fucked up from pushin' (yo) Bring your sister with you Please don't take no pictures (bitch) Why my diamonds dancin'? (Huh) Michael Jackson, Thriller Thr-thr-through the dashboard (skrrt) I paid cash for it (racks) Your bitch asked for it (your bitch) You brought her back boy (back) Drop-rop-droppin' the top of my coupe (skrrt) I make a lick for the roof (huh) Fuck her, but you call her boo Not one watch on, got two (got two) I work hard for it Make a movie, get your popcorn Whippin' babies like a newborn (whip) Countin' them racks so I'm up in the morning (rich) I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (woo, woo, woo) That is charcoal (Offset) My coupe a gargoyle Choppa got a knife like a samurai sword (ah) 25 thots on the yacht, all aboard (thots) Runnin' at the charts, get the bag on fours (run it up) We 'bout the knot, fuck, get out the spot (spot) We 'bout to fight, duck, pussy nigga die (duck) You bombaclat, talk a lot, get shot (shot) White Lamborghini, Molly Rock, oh my (hey) Hoppin' in my Bentley, give me top, why not? (Why not?) Yeah, we got them sticks, they chop (chopsticks) Huddle up, we 'bout to go and blitz the opps (blitz) Plain, two fifths on a watch (plain) Get my spot (get it) Niggas can't get my spot (no, brrr) Birds gon' flock (brrr) I just had surgery on the lot (surgery) White like Andy Milonakis (white, white) Deuce deuce tucked in my crotch (deuce deuce) Stitch right there in the couch, ooh (right there) Pushed down a bando house (hey) Don't step down like a mouse, ooh (steppin' on it) I got more water than a cloud (water) Invite your daughter to the house (daughter) I'ma get in there, put the bitch out (get out, hey) I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal
purgatory	Afterlife deserved Is it really real anyway? Wish I could find a better way That I would lay me down And give my life to you There's nothing left to do The inner story, the purgatory What does it all mean? The Good Book says and I don't really think they be wolfin' and if you already get tooken I shook those fears, and I don't really believe and I should, and now the book got me lookin' Seem like some all types of hopes, folks, copes and what they lovin' the most (the most) I had the weirdest dreams and guttural screams and demons were seen from coast to coast (Breathe) for the last time, sniff as if you deserve it (Believe) if you don't know by now, you just made it real permanent (Sleep) inside the golden gate, somewhere everyone hates you (Please) ain't no savin', no face or nowhere to escape to Eyes is wide shut but I gotta go visit The automatism, the vision inside of my gut Life is like "what?!", whatever you make it Don't waste it 'fore your time is up till the peace of you That you can see knee deep, tryna sweep 'em Keep 'em from peepin' you And when the streetsweep keep Sinkin' 'em, ain't nobody speak of you And that's purgatory! Afterlife deserved Is it really real anyway? Wish I could find a better way That I would lay me down And give my life to you There's nothing left to do The inner story, the purgatory What does it all mean? Imagine a place that is darker than anything That you have ever seen The Earth is infected with evil in people There is no vaccine Baptized in blood, it's too late for repentance The rapture is here Surrounded by flames and the smoke through the portal The devil appears Screams can be heard at the Valley of Death As the torture begins The judgment is poured on behalf of our Lord We shall pay for our sins Nothing to do but to suffer, eternity Screaming in pain Tortured by demons and minions from hell As they're praising his name Please God, help me understand this plan From this planet of madness I try to walk the right path in this world inhabited by savage malice I take a look inside but what I find behind my eyes is eternal sadness I'm begging for forgiveness, Father, I don't wanna perish Let me rise from the ashes Afterlife deserved Is it really real anyway? Wish I could find a better way That I would lay me down And give my life to you There's nothing left to do The inner story, the purgatory What does it all mean? You cannot even see a movie Without the thought of a killer comin' to get you with the uzi And you don't even know the killer but he hit you with the tooley And murdered many more, the motive made is the man is moody And who is the one to shoot him? He is, indeed his Mother should've murdered him as a fetus and beat his Ass with his cleated Adidas Jillian and Mayci are deleted now we live defeated! Crooked cops is puttin' niggas in boxes I watch this on the telly, every day a synopsis Double cross this, really silly to pop quick And not get caught with the prejudice for the chocolate Caustic, burnin' so many right as the Glock spit or talked then he lost it STOP IT! All I was yellin' till last cough it was chalk shit no hospice! The homeless, the onus is on us Get blown up by the enemy and damn, it hurts A stronger aroma of grown guts Then bone dust, for infinity we damned at birth, handed dirt A natural disaster, kill 'em all in the churches The man at work? But is the one working God or Satan? Awakened in purgatory, people, welcome to planet Earth! Afterlife deserved Is it really real anyway? Wish I could find a better way That I would lay me down And give my life to you There's nothing left to do The inner story, the purgatory What does it all mean? scratching
mansa musa	Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Uh, my money, money Pocket so dummy That mean my money so sick, I might just cough up a hunnid Rich gyal in me own time zone, fuck whoever Shit, you gotta love me Now if you owe me mine, better run it A hunnid miles and runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin' Shit that we be on, you could hate it or love it And if I said it, then I meant it, muh fucker, who want it? Now I've been on some different shit lately Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene Like I only come around for this type shit here If I have to bust around, it's on the hits, my dear Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here? Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear Hah, I'm just bein' sincere Boss shit, how we do it? Crack music, top tier, nigga Shut it down, my nigga, chill We could see right through that bullshit, you pussy, nigga, we could tell Better believe my product sell Made a billion off my bullshit and did it, nigga, high as hell Overachiever, nigga, I excel If my name is on this muh fucker, better believe the stock's up Professional winners around us Gotta fly, leave the buildin', levitatin' on you mother fucks Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that Real rich niggas never advertise that Broke niggas always playin' rich, puttin' on an act Whoa, nigga, when your money grow, maybe we could chat But in the meantime, I remain streamlined Stackin' my ends if ever my money decline I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna keep mine Nigga, fuck that snow up your nose, it's fuckin' ski time Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree time Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from So I'm goin' stupid as soon as I get a lil' sum Dumb, they should have never gave you niggas money! Hey, watch your mouth boy You don't ball, boy You don' maxin' out credit cards, boy I'ma cash cow, you a hog wart Tell you anything, you would fall for it Get the piece, you don't really want war Why the mean mug? That's uncalled for Now I'm back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!
lottery	Yeah, yeah Don't shut me out Stop shuttin' down Just let me know Everythin' you been thinkin' 'bout I can't read your mind But I could read between the lines But your attitude And everythin' addin' to it Ooh, it's clear, I can see That you got a beef Sayin' that's not with me But ooh, don't know what I believe All honesty It's like playin' the lottery with you Let's not leave divided Come stand right beside me Promise not to leave me out Said you know where to find me This is somethin' we should figure out Before we leave the lobby Baby, let's not fight in Vegas, face it I know we wasted, yeah, yeah Baby, let's not fight in Vegas We do this every single time and then we make up Soon as we make love Let's not fight in Vegas Sorry if I'm faded But we on vacation And I ain't had no time off in motherfuckin' ages You got your gown and I'm sauced up I'm just tryna hit the tables Girl, and boss up Ooh, it's clear, I can see That you got a beef Sayin' that's not with me But ooh, don't know what I believe All honesty It's like playin' the lottery with you Let's not leave divided Come stand right beside me Promise not to leave me out Said you know where to find me This is somethin' we should figure out Before we leave the lobby Baby, let's not fight in Vegas, face it I know we wasted, yeah, yeah Baby, let's not fight in Vegas We do this every single time and then we make up Soon as we make love Let's not fight in Vegas Let's not Baby, let's not fight in Vegas, face it I know we wasted Baby, let's not fight in Vegas Let's not fight in Vegas, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah