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[verse 1: tyler, the creator]
how many f~gs can a lightbulb screw?
well, if it has a d~ck, maybe two or six
and tell the nra i’m ’bout to lose my sh~t
and shoot through wayne lapierre’s hair with a crucifix
how many ladies in the house?
how many ladies in the house without a rich n~gga, huh?

[verse 2: bennett melt]
bro’s nipples look like skittles, and your body’s scrawny
you’re built like the titan that’s behind connie
i’ve never met someone with a bigger ego
you’re built like dj khalid’s cappuccino
you don’t take losing very well
you’re slow like an old laptop, call that sh~t dell
that face you make, you gotta keep that sh~t down, boy
you literally look like the it clown

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
dreams of livin’ life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
bump that new e~40 after school (way after school, way after school)
you know, “big ballin’ with my homies” (my homies)
earl stevens had us thinkin’ rational (thinkin’ rational, that’s rational)
back to reality, we poor, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
two bullets in my uncle tony head (my tony head, my tony head)
he said one day i’ll be on tour, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
[verse 4: travis scott]
(woo) made this here with all the ice on in the booth
at the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
yeah, jump out boys, that’s nike boys, hoppin’ out coupes
this sh~t way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
was off the remy, had a papoose
had to hit my old town to duck the news
two~four hour lockdown, we made no moves
now it’s 4 a.m. and i’m back up poppin’ with the crew

[verse 5: joe sizl]
swift’s sister on my schl~ng
she eat it up for dinner (d~mn)
wipe her face with hundreds
she know i am a winner (slatt)
swift’s mom country girl
she know how to shuck corn (gra)
when she rides my john deere
you know she want to make

[verse 6: playboi carti]
in new york i milly rock (rock)
hide it in my sock (sock)
runnin’ from an opp (opp)
and i shoot at opp (opp), uh, uh (what?)
and i’m on the block (what?), uh, uh (what? what?)
and i’m on the block (what?)
[verse 7: drake]
i been movin’ calm, don’t start no trouble with me
tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me
don’t pull up at 6 a.m. to cuddle with me
you know how i like it when you lovin’ on me
i don’t wanna die for them to miss me
yes, i see the things that they wishin’ on me
hope i got some brothers that outlive me
they gon’ tell the story, sh~t was different with me

[verse 8: mario judah]
i’m a big dog, big bear, n~gga, i’m a lion
i’m the predator of the prey that is hiding
oh my, oh my, i have found you, n~gga
don’t you run from me, lil’ n~gga
you are not fast enough
you are not brave enough
you are out of luck
now it’s time for you to die very rough

[verse 9: makane bazerk]
youtube, we finna carry this sh~t
our lats so big, melt’s mom wants a hit (call me)
family friendly fans turning joseph on (on)
won f~ck a fan, give me melt’s mom
[verse 10: future]
stickin’ to the code, all these hoes for the streets
i put it in her nose, it’s gon’ make her p~ssy leak
p~ssy n~ggas told, ain’t gon’ wake up out they sleep
you can’t hear that switch, but you can hear them n~ggas scream
all my hoes do shrooms, n~gga, all my hoes do coke
twenty~carat ring, i put my fingers down her throat (uh, uh, uh)
if i lose a carat, she might choke (uh, uh, uh)
i know she gon’ swallow, she a goat (uh, uh, uh)

[verse 11: nathan swift]
yeah, melt’s gonna marry sizl’s sister tonight
they’re gonna become a family and sizl might fight
but that’s okay, he’s like 5’8 anyway (yeah)

[verse 12: ksi]
i’m in my prime, but this ain’t even final form
they knocked me down, but still, my feet, they find the floor
i went from living rooms straight out to sold~out tours
life’s a fight, but trust, i’m ready for the war
from the screen to the ring, to the pen, to the king
where’s my crown? that’s my bling, always drama when i ring
see, i believe that if i see it in my heart
smash through the ceiling ’cause i’m reaching for the stars

[verse 13: trippie redd]
highway to heaven, i’m just cruisin’ by my lone’
they cast me out, left me for dead, them people cold
my faith in god, mind in the sun, i’m ’bout to sow (yeah)
my life is hard, i took the wheel, i cracked the code (yeah~yeah, woah~oh~oh)
ain’t n0body gon’ save you, man, this life will break you (yeah, woah~oh~oh)
in the thick of it, this is how the story goes

[verse 14: kingsammelot]
i went down to the local mcdonalds
but they didn’t have any jazzy juice
i sat down crying with my dog
but we continued on
i ran 50 miles
they all told me you’ll never find it
the only thing you’ll find is a knuckle sandwich
so, i asked my friends, and i asked my wall
where is jazzy juice?

[verse 15: mazz tom]
ain’t gonna let it get to me, i’m just gonna creep
down in pumpkin hill i gotta find my lost piece
yeah i know it’s here, i sense it in my feet
the great emerald’s power allows me to feel
though i can’t see a thing, but i know it’s around somewhere
gonna hold my head cause i have no fear
this probably sounds crazy, crazy, a graveyard theory
a ghost tried to approach me, he got leery

[verse 16: logan thirtyacre]
tito come outside right now, right now
go ahead take a bow, take a bow
okay now turn around, turn around
don’t make a sound, don’t make a sound
circles are round!
circles are round, circles are round, ay!
circles are round, circles are round, circles are round, ay!
circus around, circus around, circus around, ay!
stop clownin’ around, stop clownin’ around, stop clownin’ around, ay!
now eats some hay eat some hay, ay!
b, c, d, e, f, g, ay!
okay let’s play! let’s play, let’s play!
want these french fries? i don’t think so!
have bad gas? bean burrito!
look down there? spilt some cheetos!
who’s outside? yo that’s tito!

[verse 17: kwite]
my voice soothin’ like white noise could snooze to it for the ambiance
grey morality’s fun to me, i laugh at r/ambien
but grave reality underneath turned my worldview cantankerous
can’t take a risk, been to choppin’ block enough, never stick my neck out again
i talk like i live in opulence, but all my friends
know i posture my positioning, imposter syndrome kickin’ in
i’d never recommend gamblin’, installin’ cs just for skins
but i’ll still bet six figures, rich hypocrite
big money in the pot, dice, kettle’s rollin’ ’em
i don’t wear jewelry, got kosmemophobia
need to roll a wood for just a chance in h~ll to roll with punches
shouldn’t go in public, like the yanks with cambodia
i’m ho chi minh the way my entrails is trailin’ out
ob~gyn menstrual cycle, how i’m bleedin’ out
won’t see me with friends, scared to try and even leave the house
body stained the floor, all of my holes’ve crimson leakin’ out (corpse)

[verse 18: danny gonzalez]
every christmas, i’m a very good boy
i put out milk and cookies for this guy to enjoy
but santa never brings the right toy
i felt like giving up on all this holiday joy
but if you’ve seen “the santa clause,” you know (you know)
you become santa if you put on santa’s coat (oh~oh~oh)
you can k!ll him, leave him dead up in the snow (oh)
the elves don’t even care about you murdering their bro
and so

[verse 19: jmancurly]
chasin’ the bag and i’m lettin’ it stack
gorilla tag you know i don’t lack
put on the headset, reality virtual
on monkey tag and the bag is collateral
c~c~cold like the caves, shine bright like them too
any day any time, i pick me over you
i got too many problems there’s to much to do
i’m taking his rocks and i’m tagging him too
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
117, i’m a demon, brain always working you know i stay scheming
the games that i chose, why you needing my toes
i be taking theses checks like i’m thieving
i go monkey mode, i’m taggin’ my bros
the best is what you’re perceiving

[verse 20: ray william johnson]
i’ma shoot straight for the stars in my rocket
no time on the clock, i’m gonna stop it
kryptonite in my pocket for all the cynical supermen surrounding me, crowding me, shrouding me with doubt
they don’t know how to be proud of me!
’cause, one day, i’m gonna run this town
and when i seize the crown, it’s gonna please the crowd
my hands and feet were bound to the ground, at least ’til now
because this job is like a prison, but the beast is out (rah!)
i’m not just chasing these dreams
i’m hiding out in the bushes, and then i wait ’til they leave
and jump out and pistol whip ’em with my loaded ambition
i’m not gonna front, i’m ethan hunt on this impossible mission
listen, this ain’t a game of risk in the kitchen
i’m stewie griffin in this b~tch, and i just flipped the ignition
on a clique of robotic ninjas programmed to kick my competition
in the face; i swear to god one day i’ll run this place

[verse 21: lil nas x]
ayy, panini, don’t you be a meanie
thought you wanted me to go up
why you tryna keep me teeny? i
it’s a dream, he wished it on a genie
i got fans finally, ain’t you wanting them to see me? i
i thought you want this for my life, for my life
said you wanted to see me thrive, you lied

[verse 22: ishowspeed]
arf, arf, arf, arf (uh, ayy)
h~ll nah, man, let’s get right
got portugal with the come with the nightlight
mexico, we come with the right
italy, yeah, we come with right, like
cameroon, we came with the pipe (uh, ayy)
mexico, we come in right, like
world cup time, fight t~’til we die
we up~up in the field, we finna hit ’til we die
kick t~’til we die, hunt until we die
headers until we die and like hattricks, we finna try
hey, hold on, who finna win? twenty~two, we on the ban’
world cup and that q~tar, you know we hoppin’ on the jet, hah
mexico, we up in there, got a lil’— for my fans, like
h~ll nah, we in this dance, hah, arf
i like to play football
if ronaldo finna win, we gon’ get hit it like it’s tofall
argentinia, man, what’s up? messi, he finna what?
messi, you what to what? messi, you ’bout to huh, huh?

[verse 23: yuno miles]
shoutout martin luther king, that n~gga had a dre~e~e~e~e~e~e~eam
f~ck do you me~e~e~e~e~e~ean?
that n~gga had a dre~e~e~e~e~e~e~eam
martin luther ki~i~i~ing
ayy, martin luther king, shoutout to big bro
if it weren’t for big bro, i wouldn’t be rapping, though
if it weren’t for him, i wouldn’t even be here rapping this sh~t
trapping this sh~t, stealing sh~t from my family and sh~t

[verse 24: kai cenat]
bustdown rollie, avalanche
yeah, my old b~tch average
this my first time rappin’ and
i might go r~t~rded, sh~t
bentley coupe, i’m dashin’ it
stand on my money, i’m tall as sh~t
told ’em, “don’t you doubt the kid”
told ’em, “don’t you doubt the kid”

[verse 25: slingmingo]
the deed is done
i drank an eight ball of coke
and now i’m wretched and broke
as i stare into the endless aethos
i slap my diaper with woe, oh

[verse 26: a.j. & big justice]
we bring the boom, that’s what we do
we bring the boom, we bring the boom to you
we bring the boom, we bring the boom to everyone
we bring the boom, your favorite father and son

[verse 27: kanye west]
and i’m back on my grind
a psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime
my name would help light up the chicago skyline
and that’s why i’m (and i wonder)
seven o’clock, that’s primetime
heaven’ll watch, god callin’ from the hotlines
why he keep givin’ me hot lines?
i’m a star, how could i not shine? (and i wonder)

[verse 28: mammott]
bum
bum, bum
bum
bum
bum
bum, bum
bum
bum
bum
bum, bum
bum
bum
bum
bum, bum
bum
bum

[verse 29: hodgy]
i tumble~crush on hussy sl~ts, give money up then nutty~b~tt
professor, nutty, buddy klump gets petty when you touch his lunch
like, what the f~ck? i’m drunk as f~ck, turn the f~ckin’ music up
so i can’t hear these stupid f~cks, talk~no~walk, let you discuss
you’re talking too much, who the f~ck are you to us? uterus
i put that on my p~b~s and nuts if i don’t begin moving up
i’m shooting up (brrt), you and her crew on turf, new desert
i can see the b~tch in a n~gga through his shirt

[verse 30: fetty wap]
rgf productions
remy boyz, yah~ah
1738, ayy
i’m like “hey, what’s up? h~llo” (ayy)
seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
i just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
married to the money, introduced her to my stove
showed her how to whip it, now she remixin’ for low
she my trap queen, let her hit the bando
we be countin’ up, watch how far them bands go
we just set a goal, talkin’ matchin’ lambos
at 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
man, i swear i love her, how she work the d~mn pole
hit the strip club, we be lettin’ bands go
everybody hatin’, we just call them fans, though
in love with the money, i ain’t never lettin’ go

[outro: fetty wap]
and i get high with my baby

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