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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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(Statik Selektah)
Yeah
Turn my headphones up
I'm talkin' to myself
Yeah
Statik, this beat's crazy
CHOMP 2
I think you gotta just put me in the conversation, you feel me?
Yeah

Gotta get it by any means, I fight fires
Then surround the doubters weighin' heavy boy like Dwight Myers
I'm a livewire off a Neo (yeah)
One shot could start the war like Sarajevo
Crusader for the art it's like I play for Valparaíso
I just raised the standards (yeah)
First album made history (truth)
I made 'em change the banners, and I wasn't in their plans
But that's too bad 'cause I'm cemented (yeah)
Y'all didn't think I'd get here, just imagine where I'm headed
I'm ascendin' to Apex, do more, say less
You ain't gettin' money, they just keep givin' you rainchecks
Hoes want me to f*ck 'em raw but they carryin' snake eggs
People say it's chess, it's not checkers, don't even play chess (shh)
I been gettin' cheese, I never say when, it keeps comin'
This sound like increased budgets, you should leave now
There's Blood's around, you got a weak stomach
I ain't throwin' up shit, that's just who I f*ck with
Movin' pounds legally, I became the plug, bitch (CHOMP)
Used to have hoop dreams, put nothin' above it
A child torn between destiny's, LeToya Luckett
I gave this my all, then what's left over is my luck, bitch
I'll show you where you goin' if you show me who you run with, dumb bitch
I dread women who be tryna twist my head in knots, energetic cars too expensive
So I'm jettin' off to Aruba or Morocco
Or maybe to the pyramids, I feel like Santiago

And even the sky might fall (yeah)
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah
And even the sky might fall (might fall)
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball (I'm gon' ball)
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah)

I'm on a different level with it
When I was young, I had several wishes
I tried to tell 'em to Michelle and Brigette
I used to ask 'em for their numbers, but I would never get it, huh
Now I'm obsessed with chasin' seven digits
Took my pebbles and my pedals, and I peddled through the ghetto with it
.38 Special, case the devil visit, pessimistic
Ask niggas that was successful with it
Jealous critics, man, I swear this world is hella wicked, seldom kick it
Like Ike and Tina in the limousine
Pistol under the pillow for negros tryna kill your dreams, huh
I weighed my options on a triple bean, huh
Bernard Hopkins, make 'em kiss the ring
Then them niggas start hatin', I guess it's your genes
Keep it peaceful, my life ain't never been this serene
Somewhere with a Sicilian queen, gettin' guillotine
Made it to the Golden Globes from the silver screen
Fine China like an island in the Philippines
It's not a diamond but I'm stylin' in this Philipp Plein
Quit thinkin' 'cause a niggas homeless, that he's just a fiend
He told me, "You can only see where you're goin' if your windows clean"
To the soul, like Florida to Baltimore, it took a toll
On the road less traveled, y'all went and drove
Potholes and gravel, I couldn't fold so

And even the sky might fall
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah
And even the sky might fall (might fall)
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah

Uh, hard to manipulate me with a salary
I came in ten toes, neighborhood casualty
You will never box me in to one lane, favorite duality
The reality is fortune and fame, brought more pain actually
Her master key, that friendship's hyped up, formers attackin' me
Beautiful flashbacks, funerals matte black
Distractions assumin' you snap back
Boomers do half that
Brains blue, gruesome and abstract
Who gives an ass cap?
You met me out shinin', thought I'd peep, few summers past that
Shit bouncin' off of me
Bulletproof jackets, there's still attachments
At this point, just tryna top what I've done
I'm mirror mathcin', it's impossible to cap my potential
The ceiling's crackin', no resemblance here, you feel behind, lackin'
Two tears of passion, haters waitin' on me
Hope my old lady's still prayin' for me
You got examples to be set, lil' mammy gon' stay a shorty
'Fore I let you f*ck with that, I'll go out in a blaze of glory
'Til they call me, end of story, nigga

And even the sky might fall
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah
And even the sky might fall (might fall)
Trust me, dawg, I'm gon' ball
There ain't no way that I'm not, there ain't no way that I'm not
Gonna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, yeah, yeah-yeah

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