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lip gloss shinin', reason that I got into rhyming (word)
Plus didn't shoot hoops as a pro
Needing that old thing back, 'cause I'm missin' that energy

privilege in every single election
By 2024 we might have better selections
I am, hear my cry (Oowee)
I can't let nobody else's son shine
Cross on my back

What Do You Do When You're Branded

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

life
You must prove, you're a man

See now I'm back wit the force, read about the kid
From the front to the back of The Source
You see me back

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

back in the day to die and save the flock
Some of our branches have been cut off grab the laser lop
On earth you selling but on earth I bet y'all albums

like, come back to it later
That's like... exactly what this is
Notes
Create two albums, then release one
I'm untitled
The new project, from the projects

never run away from no s**t

The grass is greener on the other side cause it's fertilized by the bulls**t

Woah s**t, Woah s**t

There go Liphy talkin'

not the old shit
Last tape in my trash and I'm here ready to grab your ear with all of the gold shit
Back to back more classics here, 2019 album

to catch a felony rape charge for this shit
Push a nigga back 20 times like he a button
Think my nigga gay, he with his blick, I think them niggas cuddling

What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up (freeze me up)
Hatin' me kinky licks talkin' so much (okay)
Lemme give these sons of bitches

signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control)
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so

bigger than Godzilla's back, nigga
You are not real and in fact, you'll feel the effect
Of a crack dealer, y'all president sends me smack
And got a Mack

Rap Game

Eminem

8 Mile

2002

bigger than Godzilla's back, nigga
You are not real and in fact, you'll feel the effect
Of a crack dealer, y'all president sends me smack
And got a Mack

The hardest part of today was when the man asked me what color casket I wanted to put my 13-year-old son in

I Want The glistening skin and a jawline

(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in

Welcome back Mr. Ariyo. We've been waiting for
You.
Welcome back to horoscomone
Can you now tell us the story which Butterfly told you
Mama, we made

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

this, "Keep something crisp on your wrist"
Now we on album six, the top team on your list

Probably grab another hun' though
Industry cutthroat, watch

Pass Out

Ludacris

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

like Jackie Chan and lay low, like {?} Jack-son
Maxing and relaxing, haters, do they really want to test me man
I got an arsenal waiting, do they

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

on Instagram is
Brought to you by Bang
Energy, I'm the enemy of Great Satan
USA that made us slaves
Pray to Lord, send us down His favorite son
I can't take

to
Only rapper of the year whose album ain't need a Maglera verse
Unless you the homie the rest of you got spun by him
Every verse for me is like America's

I pledge allegiance to my kingdom pull the pen on you
And let the games begin
And yes my friend
You just barely getting in
The game
Since way back

you joker
Till I punch you in your face
And move your back tooth over
I'll knock 'em down your throat
You gag, you choke up
Then I bet by the time your