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cái chất riêng tôi. Không phân biệt mainstream, hay indie gì hết. Tôi cứ làm cứ viết, mặc kệ lời vào lời ra. Tôi cứ hát ca, tôi viết rap ra. Và tôi nhả flow
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you was underground, and I was mainstream. I live the life now, that we would daydream. My only wish is you come enjoy it with me. Get on them conference calls, go meet them lawyers with me. The money
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you've been. I guess that's what the scars are for, huh. When we were 15 we wouldn't dare let that *** be seen. But now it seems mutilations gone mainstream. I see you at my shows, scarred up from head to
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bold streets. Late nights tryin' to write, mom sayin', "Go sleep". A king here, music world within my own feet. Dealin' with the mainstream, thank the Lord daily I'm sincere and I've been from the
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you was underground, and I was mainstream. I live the life now, that we would daydream. My only wish is you come enjoy it with me. Get on them conference calls, go meet them lawyers with me. The
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many lumps you want? So flavors you can taste it. So hardcore I wrote this layin' on the floor in the basement. My style ain't no walk in the park. Got mainstream M C's scared to rhyme after dark
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mainstream R& B and pop. . Now, the world's shocked, the E-doubles back with Mic-Doc. Like it or not, we 'bout to turn it up another notch. My speeds, put it down for my seeds. Raw breeds, acres with the
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mainstream R& B and pop. . Now, the world's shocked, the E-doubles back with Mic-Doc. Like it or not, we 'bout to turn it up another notch. My speeds, put it down for my seeds. Raw breeds, acres with the
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One precious love so good to me. One precious love the purest thing. One precious love so good to me. One precious love the purest thing. . Was born in a small town (?), California. Where them g
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. Bây giờ tao đi lên mainstream nhưng đâu có ngán ai. Thằng hề này khai ra đi mày chi bao nhiêu cho mấy trang bán like. Tao chán với việc phải nghe, nhạc một flow mà tụi mày khoe. Làm tao nghi mày và ngu
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yo. You gotta be down, and have it goin on see. I wasn't down with the mainstream or. Should i say their team, now i'm gettin steamed. Gotta find a way, to get accepted by my peers. So now i'm sippin
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sau thì sẽ là những lời anh dành cho em, R A P, listen up yo. Remember? First met? Twenty eleven . When I was a child, . Back then you’re so wild. Not much value like the others. No mainstream, you aint
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popular. Popular, just to be popular (Oh). Everybody scream 'cause she popular (Hey). She mainstream 'cause she popular. Never be free 'cause she popular. Post-Chorus Playboi Carti & The Weeknd. Money on
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I'm a wreckin' a crew I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's. And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers. Analog reel and a little distortion. Smokin' on somethin's you could say
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, my whole fleet be scorching. Keep across your vision blurred from heat distortion. The proportions better take precaution. While we shake the portion fakes are lost in, never flossing The antidote
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nhất Anh thay quen chất, và hòa nắm mắt Như khi nào phạt, tính nhật là nặng Nhân vật phù chỉ nhân thật nổi Nhân vật chính nổi hết thời đại Yeah, anh không sợ hắn đợi Mainstream new game, we taking over
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is mainstream. That's wussup! (Chorus) (Bridge) Mya. Try to make it real compared to what. Gotta make it real so you know it's real. Try to make it real (let's do it). sock it to me know! Common
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on what I'm into. A free kick to my ego. Forbidden, if I make it mainstream. And I don't need to wake up to your whisper. Forget it with some liquor. Damned, if I ever have dreams. But I've got that
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at the mainstream of bombers. Let off a sharp burst and then turn away. Roll over, spin round and come in behind them. Move to their blindsides and firing again Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind
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. Running, scrambling, flying. Rolling, turning, diving, going in again. Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die. Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers. Let
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put them there. What you know about the space you get lost in. Your peoples can't hear you in the distortion. The desert is absorption. And you sucked and you stuck off american freezing for like
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favorite song . Dance, dance, dance to the distortion . Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat . Stumbling around like a wasted zombie . Yeah, we think we're free . Drink, this one is on me . We're all
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and where's that honey?. Where's my God and where's my money. Unreal values, crass distortion. Unwed mothers need abortion. Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut (He did it now). Tried to make
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! ). Tryin' to make it real — compared to what?. . Where's that bee and where's that honey?. Where's my God and where's my money?. Unreal values, crass distortion. Unwed mothers need abortion. Kind of
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times in a row daily And they very well maybe the same reason they don't say me. When they speak on hip-hop legends which is amaze me. 'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream. And make it
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' conceited. But I made it to radio, eat a dick. I still never ABC the ***. Mainstream appeal and the skill is what made me iller. Detroit Vs. Everybody lyrics on ***. Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla. I
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times in a row daily And they very well maybe the same reason they don't say me. When they speak on hip-hop legends which is amaze me. 'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream. And make it
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hoes. Crossover whatever mainstream know. Cuz Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold. You heard it right here if the game was ever told. Lift up ya toes and look under a rug. Trust me there's history
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that I tell you and what the beat to do * the Visine, duck when I lean out the window. With a shottie with me and myself and Irene and my team. * your mainstream dry off feet. I'm explosive as
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mainstream. . mc lyte. Nigga you must not know of me. I'm the mack here. Ought to have you ho for me (common get real now). Pimp yo punk ass. Have you write me poetry. I'm from a land called cash. You
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' conceited. But I made it to radio, eat a dick. I still never ABC the ***. Mainstream appeal and the skill is what made me iller. Detroit Vs. Everybody lyrics on ***. Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla. I
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mainstream. Toxic, hypnotic. *** a couple bills from his wallet. Leak his photos naked. Lil' bitch think his dick's gold-plated. Joyride in his new Mercedes. You still want me to have your babies?. When I
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you was underground, and I was mainstream. I live the life now, that we would daydream. My only wish is you come enjoy it with me. Get on them conference calls, go meet them lawyers with me. The
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way to get 'em motivated. I make elevating music. You make elevator music. "Oh, he's too mainstream. ". Well, that's what they do. When they get jealous, they confuse it. "It's not hip hop, it's pop
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anything. Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy, or angry. I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it. Blame me, I did it—did what?—Hailie. Baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty. Percent, of what I rapped
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leave me alone!". (Hard) I am (Hard), I'm still (Hard) the one to beat (Go hard). Ain't in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets (Go hard). I am getting it in until the end. I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go
