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Lloyd Banks

Christopher Charles Lloyd (born April 30, 1982), better known by his stage name Lloyd Banks, is an American hip hop recording artist and member of East Coast hip hop group G-Unit along with childhood friends and fellow American rappers 50 Cent and Tony Yayo. Raised in South Jamaica, Queens, he dropped out of high school in 1998. G-Unit released two albums, Beg for Mercy in 2003 and T.O.S. (Terminate on Sight) in 2008. Banks released his first solo album The Hunger for More in 2004 with the top ten hit single "On Fire". He followed with Rotten Apple in 2006 and left Interscope Records 2009. In 2010 G-Unit signed with EMI to distribute Banks third studio album H.F.M. 2 (Hunger for More 2), which was released on November 22, 2010. more »

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Keep molding what you've been aware of, left DNA all the places I been
My spot isn't rented, your favorite rappers don't race to top ten
Dangerous the way my mind spinnin', if opposition chop limbs
Not only did niggas go clone me, my alter ego got twins
You come to my town, see spooky signs, the license plates, they clock in
I married the week up, scheme with no prenup, tryna go re-up, crops in
I wonder where all my opps been, still pack a venue, pop in
I'm puttin' the work to last longer, hold my lil' girl at drop-ins
New package landed, blue magic branded and hazard planted 
Back the screen, won't clear it the f*ck out, 'cause Banks is a acro cannon
My tattooed hands wave the bricks that build me a statue 
Standin' tall as ever, ball in all weather, baskets do famine, nigga
You thinkin' of trainin'? I could learn you 'bout something, hope a school 
Protect your neck, Cassette, CD and vinyl gets broke in two
Handle more anger, still, the G.O.a.t. Conversation is overdue
The discussion's premature when it comes to who's the G.O.a.t

However shit go remainin' the keeper to my brother 
Keep your head on a swivel, niggas dyin' to take you under 
From the way it's lookin' lately some ain't gon' make it to summer
Everybody got the same chance to take it, chasin' one color
New York City motherfuckers
I got the post by the finger, check out my speech
Avoid the wrong territory, we play for keeps
Won't be no sympathy for you, to say the least
Lately the sidewalks for chillin', stay out the streets

Uh, when I go meet the big homie, mirror my face every borough
I'm really the same stand-up nigga, new time, new place, different struggle
Big crucifix to outshine me, a hunnid briefers, be humble
I dare you to reach out and touch me, enough arms to have a team huddle
They wonderin' my thoughts on others, but f*ck you, here's my rebuttal
Your promises never bring troubles, so my reaction seems subtle
My vision's back to green tunnels, get caught in traffic, leak puddles
We talkin' practice, no stumbles, cookin' up masterpiece bundles
New York, the meltin' pot, melt a opp, give yourself the shop cleanin' card
You were dealt to drop product on someone else's block
You're goin' against the green leafy, you must want the help to stop
Made it back here from Hell to rock, burnin' out on the bail from cops
4:30, a star was born, my journey's been stuck in the dark too long
My ego tend apartments 'lone, we some makers to park it on
You should've invested in the stock, you've been workin' the market wrong
Killin' this shit 'til the blood in my heart is gone

However shit go remainin' the keeper to my brother 
Keep your head on a swivel, niggas dyin' to take you under 
From the way it's lookin' lately some ain't gon' make it to summer
Everybody got the same chance to take it, chasin' one color
New York City motherfuckers
I got the post by the finger, check out my speech
Avoid the wrong territory, we play for keeps
Won't be no sympathy for you, to say the least
Lately the sidewalks for chillin', stay out the streets

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