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Don't look down, look to god
By myself I'm a squad
My cash come in a wad
They look at me in awe
Bitch I know that I'm God, wait

Get it in gold, Imma get

The Grand Finalé

The D.O.C.

No One Can Do It Better

1989

the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker

by, I got nothing on me
Cause the smoke is already in the air
I am loped up two braids in my hair
All Star with the khaki suit
I'm gonna fuck around

blow
- all ya niggas backdown
Thats why real killers love my rap style
Cause i wont never letem live again
When u get caught u goto the
Same jail that

You know when you in your car minding your business
And then out of nowhere a police gets behind you
Although my paper are straight and I don't mind

M.O.B.

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

keep it money over bitches

Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life, la vida loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence,

For My Thugs

Funkmaster Flex

The Tunnel

1999

this one for my thugs

Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,

beat
Jet pack fast
How we up
Then blow heat
Did my time
Fuck Tha crime
And Fuck Tha police
If My judge is above
How do
You control me
Mind over matter
I

think you stopping my grind
You must be outta ya mind
You tripping I'm flipping
By the shit that written
You know that this world is mine
You got me

to discomposure
So I stop this symbiosis
After in hypnosis
By then my brain necrosis
As in meiosis
There's half of what it poses
When I'm singin' these proses
I was

If you ever had the blues you
Know just how I feel
If you ever had the blues you
Know just how I feel
I'm about to lose my lovin' gal Lucille

I love

over bitches

Now I been known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida
Loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my

thing, I'm the realest in the game woah
Drive slow, I was told by Kanye hoe
But I'll go Bond James let that thing blow
Picasso with the flow and a great

ran up a check but ain't sponsored by Nike
You claim that you gangsta but act like the police
Don't think we don't know
Niggas ain't solid they really

Sharp Shooters

Talib Kweli

Lyricist Lounge, Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

Wilkes Booth was to Lincoln, blam!
Sirhan Sirhan, peepin through the curtains with my eyes on a Kennedy
Dead Prez, politic, know your enemy, keep your

Sharp Shooters

Talib Kweli

Lyricist Lounge, Vol. 2

2000

was to Lincoln, blam!
Sirhan Sirhan, peepin through the curtains with my eyes on a Kennedy
Dead prez, politic, know your enemy, keep your toast close

about to blow
But this ain't the Middle East
This the West Side, and people getting killed by the police
West Side, when we ride, come equip with game

Ahh,
What he sayy
Quality time
You blow my mind,
All I want from you is quality time
Cause you mine and I think about you all of the time, all

Was smokin on skimps now I put four in my blunt Bitch I do what I want
Was flippin them packs and made my bread do stunts
Bitch I do what they don't

Fuck the Police in my city
Pull me over cause I'm speeding
Had that gas on me a pity
He ain't search me
I'm just witty
Young rich nigga
Getting Benji's

Jesus walk on water ima walk on wine 
And if you fucking with my circle we gone blow your mind 
We was raised by the wolves ima hunt for mine
I got

Moon walk
Cash talk

Jesus walk on water ima walk on wine
And if you fucking with my circle we gone blow your mind
We was raised by the wolves ima

Off the Wall

Redman

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

pump
Knock wood, it's all good, thank god for vodka
'Cause wit my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a fanatic waiting upstairs in

Ayy ayy ayy ayy my people
My people ayy ayy ayy
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Police is still killing blacks
Like our lives really don't matter
Nowadays most