mines off tops, leave a rapper's nerves shocked
Now who's hot and who's not
I want them rocks and that money in ya two socks
Meth the mister, if crime »
Red, Meth and B
Stoned Raiders
by Method Man
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nerves shocked
Now who's hot and who's not
I want them rocks and that money in ya two socks
Meth the mister, if crime is an art, then let me paint »
Red, Meth & B
Original Album Classics
by Method Man
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the semi-automatti
When I'm in the chi' you think they ain't that shocked
To see the kid roll through in the st. pats socks
So pull out the Chicago and the script »
Throw Back [*]
Street Dreams
by Fabolous
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the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Riding like a bucket, nigga fuck it
I know some hoes »
Tomb of the Boom
Speakerboxxx/The Love Below
by Konkrete
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the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Ridin like a bucket, n**** f*** it
I know some hoes »
Tomb of the Boom
Speakerboxxx/The Love Below [Clean]
by Konkrete
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broke or off point (Bobby!)
[Ghostface]
Wallo's comfortable, chocolate frosting
Your socks hanging out, yours is talking
Rock so steadily, son, I'm »
Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off)
The W
by Wu-Tang Clan
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up a dime
(Lord)
Cool
(Come on)
Hey
It's party time
Step on it
Come on
Give up a dime
Party time
Come on ya'll
He's got more socks than the ogre »
Agony of Defeet
Icon
by Parliament
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block
Take the keys to yo city but I still picked the locks
Buy a car and a glock put the cash in my socks
Put the beat in the trunk so ya hear the shit »
Andre N Andre
Khanthology Cocaine Raps 1992-2005
by Andre Nickatina
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as an arch
A diagram that's designed for biters to march
We're athletically inclined like a gymnast flip
And rock 'n roll could never ever hip-hop like this »
On Fire
On Fire
by Stetsasonic
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the pot, watch me rock
Back on the block with a few in the sock
Doing the heavy, cops in the Chevy
Scopin' his every move already
Smooth and deadly, »
Tell a Story
Blue Collar
by Rhymefest
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Between my anger, I lock down every chamber
Hillside strangler, a nigga with a mask like Lone Ranger
Rap poetic is injected into the brain athletic »
Young Godz
The Lost Generation
by Rubbabandz
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on me quite a bit
Except for the ones who preferred to hit
Always hated gym class cause I wasn't athletic
I was bad at everything, I was really pathetic »
Internet Love Connection
Fatal Accident Zone
by Sudden Death
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