| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 84% | You preach by the night, Michael? Just like I have a comic book. You're dead high, Michael. My little brother up in that car. Well, you two months by the front of me! | ▶️ |
| 86% | When you see how your life's gone, I'm coming up the line When you turn me on my tree, just like a god must hide | ▶️ |
| 80% | Cause the fun wasn't how smart and mad. She was quick. She could tell if they were saltless from a pretzel. So the next morning at breakfast, she would just stare at me, right into my eyeballs. Pupil to pupil, never blinking her eyes, looked like two discotheters. | ▶️ |
| 85% | I might just kill you cause I like to stay sensitive, be careful with me | ▶️ |
| 83% | Everybody just goes away and like they never come back and stop me. | ▶️ |
| 86% | Kickin' the bass, I like it deep, I work night-times, I don't sleep, strive To be the best I can, don't judge a person till you know, my man, two brothers Call the 4th floor when the Baron MC got rhymes and more I'm the blade, I ain't no toy, and that's because I set slip, boy, the work is done One of you in my pocket, heard the jam, and I rock it, shake that ass, go for cert Don't you stand there like a jerk who won't ask a lady, take a chance Now let me see you dance, I'm a freak, can't you tell, and I just can't help myself | ▶️ |
| 85% | Don't be a tease, just give me what I like. | ▶️ |
