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NOLA
02:12
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CPK top flight, and your crew is diarrhea
friday night, feeling right, i'm about to drink sangria
five o clock, i'm so hype, i just might go smoke my weed up
and it's master's weekend so you know i'm getting teed up
oh shit, master the party, compound kid get smashed at the party
come see me after the party, girl, i just brought math to the party
bourbon street, new orleans,
seven under each arm, that's fourteen.
two minute warning with a two score lead.
fuck drew brees, who's on your team?
brand new whip, 2015, and i chop blades, so fresh so clean
i ain't never drank promethazine, but i smoked dank since i was 15
i don't give a shit about no rhyme scheme,
hip hop heads gonna hate me dude
i don't give a fuck, they can suck my peen
if they wanna do that they gotta pay me too,
pause. no homo bitch, read the clause
i don't trust hoes no santa clause
non stop flows no beavers damming up the fucking river.
that's gross, disgusting but i kick rhymes and stay busting
off the tip of my head, the tip of my tongue,
now tell me, ain't that something?
i'm sippin gin and juice, yo that tanqueray straight had me
byron got five on it [1], somebody brought chips and juice for snacking
now she's acting naughty, wanna snoop that kane like patty
i'm stunting like obama, weed smoke pouring out my caddy.
STUNT.
Bourbon Street, New Orleans
That's how we're living baby
Bourbon Street, New Orleans
East side scream: fuck you, pay me.
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Untagged Beats Rant
01:39
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Chorus (Young Sneezy):
Hoes on my Jockstrap [1]
they're never gonna top that
these hoes love how plump my chickens are
that's why these fuckin hoes is on my jockstrap
I know why she came, don't care who she left with
up and went and gave the georgia dome to byron leftwich
then he went and tore his ACL up on some next shit
boys and girls out there be careful who you have sex with
got to respect this, motherfucker check this
made me a checklist, no rolex watch and no lexus
ain't bout that test shit, freaky with the way I eat my chips and hummus
gotta keep it checked, loose lips will sink the best ships
go tell that next bitch i'm down with it
compound throwing strikes on the mound with it
underground, you won't ever hear a sound with it
if she's bad then i might just hit the town with it
only if she's bad though [2]
(chorus)
I did this shit for Mark Anderson (RIP)
i left my city in the dark and blessed a broken heart
tell patrick kindlon i would die to justify my art
i clasped my hands to god for models and a push to start
this shit is dark, but it gets better
that's what i've been told
too young to be alone, too hot to be cold
it rests on my soul, i gotta forget her
2015 won't be the summer of the sweater
to the letter bitch i rep the 905 with it
there's a murder in this rhythm when I ride with it
if it's mine then I don't really go outside with it
if she's bad then i might be ride or die with it
(chorus)
I know why she came, in this club tonight
looking for somebody who's gon change her life [3]
these james reimer rappers, yeah they're just alright
i didn't fuck his sister, but we kissed all night
then i downloaded snapchat just to see some titties
blue and white watch, i'm on for my city
girl i know you wanna, smoke some marijuana
hit the big smoke, girl you know i'm from Toronto
i act the fool, chris brown with it
if that shit was a pool i finna drown in it
hold me down and i don't really fuck around with it
if she's bad then i might just blaze a pound with it
only if she's bad though.
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Connor McDavid
03:17
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i love girls of all shapes and sizes, no bullshittin
so it should come as no surprise that i pull women
whether there's gaps in your thighs or you're full with that ass
i don't mind, if you're diming i'm cool with it
first in the draft like she's connor mcdavid
smoked all my grass now we're connor mcfaded
no craig mctavish, ain't connor mcsaving
these hoes on my strap i'm enjoying the moment
vibing with body and mind and just hone it
speaking my language, i'm a proponent
but drake said to own it, so i'm gonna own it
401 lane switch to tay swift like "oh shit"
i'm a major mack on Major Mack, major that
game with laser tact, where my players at
we bring it back to the bottom of the map [1]
east side of toronto where we staying at (whitby)
i got, my home city on a snap back cap (whitby)
someones titties on a snap chat, yeah
we gettin jiggier to that 'kast track
and play a bitty game of freeze tag
front to back, side to side, all of that
where my ballers at? you need to holler back
we gon' rock it to the fall and back [2]
baby girl i'm gonna buy the mall and back
you ain't dumb, you know that he ain't calling back
when they see someone with self esteem they're falling back
but if you're running with my team then it's all a wrap
and if I ain't a hot boy then what do ya call that? [3]
compound click, get lovin it's all dap
live this shit, these dummies are all rap
let me tell ya something, if you shake what you got
and you make that money then honey you're all that.
i ain't fronting, i'm bringin it all back,
i get knots in my stomach like i'm in the third grade
and i get kinda nervous when i mention your name
like i'm fucking 13, but just let me first say that
I got a crush on you
tell me baby how'd you get so fine?
I got a crush on you
you wanna kick it with me, i don't mind, no
i got a crush on you
gotta find out how to make you mine
i've got a crush on you
truth be told i wanna...
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Sneezy:
she said she missed me like a man on a diet misses sweets
i tell her that i miss her and i between the sheets
my biggest mistake, when i decided to leave,
and all the calls that i promised and she never received
all the times that i lied and she always believed,
never tried, never honest, i just always deceived
i'm not real, in fact i never was
and all the things that i did were just to get a touch
i'm always in a rush, someone you'd never trust
someone who's never been in love but always been in lust
i guess i'm growing up, and never showing up
still hittin blunts and drinking sizzurp out the dixie cup
still waiting patiently for the day when i blow up
and when i get it i won't slow up cuz it's not enough
got dealt a shitty hand in life and so i had to bluff
and take another puff, when the goings tough
addicted to the strippers and the girls who give it up
and when you get a closer look you're never close enough
i told her "listen up", she said she's giving up
cuz i'm not coming through on all the things that we discussed
she said she's had enough, and needs to live it up
i know she's gon regret it when i'm on the up and up
and when i'm blowing up, and people know my name
they're screaming "sneezus!" and i tell em "SCREAM THAT SHIT AGAIN!"
it helps to ease the pain, release the ball and chain
i'll roll another blunt of mary jane and smoke again
looking at where i came, from way back in the day
these people doubted me but fuck em man, i'm on my way
i'm sippin alize, and champagne every day,
she said she's down for anything i want in any way.
and in the words of 'Ye, this shit is fuckin kray
i must be dreaming baby, shoot me, wake me up today
Me:
heed my prayers, I talk to god when no one else cares
nobody else there, leaving by myself scared
what i felt there is fucking with my welfare
on the edge, in and out of mental health scares
i need some health care, or a stiff drink
by myself, couldn't care less what these kids think
bitches love you and you don't believe your shit stinks
i'm the captain, i'll be drowning while this ship sinks
my life is shifting, my world is changing fast
i'm getting malcontent with smoking blunts and chasing ass
life ain't fair somehow not everybody got a pass
i'm spitting every word like it might be my very last
in it for the cash, i really put in work
i need someone to make me nauseous, really make me hurt
somebody's cottage sippin michelob and smokin purp
we make it work, cpk until i'm in the dirt
it's five am in toronto,
just copped a hotel, stay if you want to
go train for a weekend of east end nirvana
but labour day's freezing, it's finally autumn
you're going back to class, and i'll be spraying weeds
always getting past but never getting what i need
and my supporting cast is begging me to fucking breathe
i won't, while the city sleeps just give me something to believe
silk skin on the brunette, eyes lock, lips lock
says it's her birthday but it's not
it's a day off, still hot, right before the chris pops,
six shots, says it still hurts, but it's worth it.
ask these motherfuckers what they got her for her birthday
tell these motherfuckers drink some water if they're thirsty
fuck these motherfuckers cuz i want her in the worst way
soft sells, black eyes, baby please don't hurt me.
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Space Pope Whitby, Ontario
The Space Pope is Whitby ON, Canada's future Mayor, and their best rapper if you don't count Justin
Trash.
Pope has been releasing music since 2012. His first single was the regionally successful "Click Clack (who shot 'em)" with Young Sneezy, and it's pretty much been downhill from there.
Unreleased material will likely surface in 2018.
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