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I got a question, what's a look like? Is he tan? Is he black? White?
Is he blacked out, high on the pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half
Don't want to act like I about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't who rap likes
With cash do they stash for retirement?
Or go for things like and diamonds?
question (what's that?)
How do dress?
Are they best cut or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's my attention
Yo, does rap get arrested?
And they sex, do they all have hoe's?
Or do some have a girl they learn and they grow with?
I like to know, what makes a
It might be me, but I don't it matters?

What does he look
Nobody
He's a rapper, in plain clothes
When the falls, after the show
does he go? Nobody knows

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Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or
if he's a she and not a he at all
Or does a broad have to a be a C at
Or can it be if she real up on the beat?
And is she if she raised in the street?
Or can still feel her if she raised in CT?
And if spit do they have to have kids?
Or can they have a Mom, a Dad, and little
And in the morning do they have to grits?
Or can they favorite be eggs Benedict?
It me think, is there a rappin' type?
And if so, yo, what's a like?
And do they drugs? Or go to school?
Cocaine or college, tell me what's the
I'd like to know, what makes a
It be me, but I don't think it matters.

What he look like?
knows?
He's a rapper, in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, the show
Where does he go? Nobody

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My Asher (Hi Asher)
And those who care to ask, I tell I'm a rapper
But I don't look it, not one bit
I'm short and thin with pale ass skin
Got one girlfriend, and I her,
two sisters, a father, and a mother
I guess I'm different, no other
But you can't judge a book by cover
I write what I feel c live
My boys to say I'm the realist it gets
I feel like-..?
Maybe flip the script on ROYGBIV
Whatever the mood, no what I listen to
I do me, never do you
I'd like to know, makes a rapper?
It be me, but I don't think it matters.