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by my peers (hahahaha)
Y'all in the nbl I'm in the nba I'm just leagues ahead of you niggas
And no more calling me underground or this tnt'll get

talkin' holy, holy, holy trinity.

Moski&J-Bone- 1,2,3 You already know Right hand to god and the left on the bible. Left on the bible. Ain't got the keys

pied
On tient tête à la misère comme les Éthiopiens
Six bars pour faire le pire coup du siècle
Pis j'm'en va jusqu'en novembre, j'suis le Limoilou Wyclef

many hearts in gaining laughter
Since I was 6 been aiming big like JB Danquah
Amazing bars I do it off the top Kwesi Arthur

Allah, K3j3 Tema besi Accra,

Woah, woah, woah
Church, Church, Church, Church

Six fifty gallon drums
Fill them mugs up at the co-op
Make three of 'em scratch feed
The other three

the Earth’ left by my speech
Left the underground exposed, but my heroes ain’t just J. Medeiros
But you wanna see me burn Drake by the stake, nah I’m straight

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that Andre
Spent 3 stacks, that's Andre
That

a sheet
Ooo, psyche, you ain't catch me by surprise
Hear the howls in the night, keep my eyes in the sky

'Cause I'm the Halloween King
Look up, hear

[S.J.:] Ohh if, only you knew
[Twista:] If only you knew
[S.J.:] How much I do
[Twista:] How much I really do
[S.J.:] Do love you
[Twista:] Love you, cause

platform
You better, you better go
Crucify that flesh daily, can't be drinkin' milk at eighty
Let demons die, it was Jesus, not the church who raised me

Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where

ON A J LYRICS WRITTEN BY WONAH SAVIOUR OGAR 

Am on A J  
Steady 0N A J
Na Party we da No be crusade
THERE CALL ME SAVIOUR
They steady link up

On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is

reunions, I want to proudly pronounce my bloodline traces back to John J. Thomas, who was born on November 5, 1876, and Lula F. Edwards Thomas, who was born

in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful

Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel

your regrets and face the evils
Surround yourself by strong people and leave the feeble
If you scared go to church pray at uh steeple
Ain't got no time

man I’ll ching down any civilian
Militant move, Jesus crew, tryna come preach to you
Try do 3 that day, only got 2 on a back road avenue
Kilburn high

in the pews

I gotta, few bucks to get me by
Not gonna, sit here and cry all night
I'm gonna, Go to church and read John 3:16

But first, Imma have

families and fuck shit up 
So bruh please know it’s me cus J’s what we have in common 
So I only hope I can do as good you did with me with Brahmin 
You know

[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your

time for the SJ
2 times 3 times for the SJ GANG
Coming by we are here to stay
DOO DOO DAH with my words I play
J'suis avec mes slimes
No caperie tous les

Watch Out (Hey You)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

One little, two little, three little Indie rap
Headphones, backpack
Watch 'em all, watch 'em all
Watch 'em all, it goes 'Watch out"
Watch 'em all,

King tee:
I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, i'm the man that'll bust dat ass

J-ro:
Naw, i'm the man that'll bust dat ass, i'm the man that'll bust