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was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He

Act II: T.I.

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

parked across the street
And then it hit, I ain't really slept that long in a week
Matter fact I don't even remember falling asleep

Atlantic office

Blvd.

Afu-Ra

Life Force Radio

2002

white hope
Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope
Sea shells, sea shells by the sea shore
But now I'm slap, tap and a rap an' attack

car parked across the street
and then it hit i ain't really slept that long in a week
matter fact i don't even remember falling asleep
atlantic office

I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's

down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,

we hit the road and toured on
Our biggest record as a band as
You all know Hayley and I dated and
Broke up during this album cycle things
Then started

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better

away by the end of the day
I still have more than y'all I'm bezos
I belong where the stars play

On Madison Square Garden or the Barclays
I could hit

on another planet
By the time you get this album im on another album another album another one
Dj Khaled man i can't count em
My spaceship it crash landed
So

there yea thats my strategy (Yea that's my strategy)
Build the tension, hit up Johnn let's make a masterpiece (Let's make a masterpiece)
Drop the album

the hour
For the ones fetched
It was a Sunday when I did the album
And got my first Jesus piece
From my uncle Calvin cause I'm a G

And if you wanna see

teaching premiers it's Gang Starr
Hitting you and your man in the same car
These wack rappers, fuck who they are
KRS is like a hooligan, hittin' em all

track-outs
Got files backed up because I
Do not back down hit her with the dickety
Dickery flickety flickery cock
With the splickity splash and she'll pass out

(lingo)
Atlantic told me that my flow a hundred
But my album ain't come unless I got a fuckin' single
Well I don't give a fuck about no hit record
I'ma

One Life to Live

Shyheim

Manchild

1999

the Bell Atlantic
More hoes than forty-deuce
More clothes than twenty cleptos could boost
I'm not having it
I bring it to your label, producer and your

Fingerprints on the ranfla i'm shooting at your panza
Give a damn about a follower i'm backed up by the raza,
Donuts at the plaza hope the cop don't

chokeholds, and taser jolts
We get jacked for Bibles, dope, hope and rose gold
Clean, good, hot, dirty, paroled
Descendants of Atlantic slave trade illegally

All 4 You

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

was cold, didn't see Yellowstone is was closed
Well the albums coming soon, matter fact June
Hit my page, give me your thoughts on the tunes

We got an army, we loaded ready to hit 'em

Check it yo call me Zilla
I'm a monster with clap and kicks
The reason alone
You niggas pushing albums back