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Kaught in da Ak

Das EFX

Straight Up Sewaside

1993

another day of workin
My boss is on my back and I'm about to go berserkin
Catch a fit money grip 'cause pumpin gas is a bitch way
Niggas be ridin by my job

from
The 3 point line shoot you like curry

You smoking that Reggie my
Glock always ready I'm
Rocking the fetti we aim at you steady
As we crashing your

Yeah
Aye
Both lungs full of good throttle
Three point five with a cognac bottle
Hell of a night never need no sleep
Money spin the world she can't gimme

of the fiends, and- (what? What?)
That was back in the day
Now we involved in legitimate business, baby, we came a long way
Sometimes I hop on the road by

[Verse 3: Boobonic]
I'm starting wit the man in the mirror
Mask need to make that change
That real doe, that point something paper
Like a 4.6

If I had the magical powers 
To redo all the things, most people have written
And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again

I'm

four-point, four-point-eight)
What did it start off at?
Three hundred thousand dollars
So it's at $4.8 million?
Yeah
Cash

Ayo, Hit-Boy
I think it's

Murder by Numbers

Venom

The Most Dangerous

2004

the money then you're wasting my time
Heated three-five-seven full of bullets so rise
Bulb three point five full of crystal and ice
You heard my old shit

(uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she didn't

waiting in line they gotta have

Last night was the first night I got sleep
Tossing and turning for two or three weeks
My nightmares are triggered by

that P
P-funk got me goin', ho, I'm blowin' on Montana pack
Blunt just put me under but that snizow put me back on track
Bustas blinded by my smoke,

Murder After Midnight

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

a murder after midnight

(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)

Say what?

3 or 4 minutes

Lemme take you back in time with this little rhyme
To a point in time when a nation was trapped in sin
Before COVID, a nation's rebellious anarchy

In 2 perspectives, 1 in 4k, 2nd in 1080
So let me step back, collect my thoughts and start painting
A image that couldn't be duplicated by a copycat

I try to point y'all
He gon' need som' strong
It's 3AM, so wait too long
You by yourself, done hit my phone
What you got go
What you got goin' now

runnin' this well taker, earth shaker
3 point gunnin' this
Get out the lane, I'm comin' through
And if you don't wanna move then
I'm comin' right through

away from you
I'm sorry if I'm not too attached
I promise you I'm coming right back
I'll never just walk away from you, walk away from you
It's 3

to a lack of power, he operates by subterfuge, treachery and who he can manage to frame
Imagine it from his point of view, the definition of insane
He

to point a ‘K at a magazine
Because of what someone say in the magazine
I can pull out my chain yelling “Bada Bling”
Or on a G4 plane sitting by the wing

Right Back at You

Mobb Deep

Wu-Chronicles

1999

and get stuffed with the 3-pounder
The loud sounder, ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger, at all you wannabe gunslingers
You got a real ice grill but are

holdin back now, but just wait till I get loud,
I got more anger in me than there are points in the dow
A vile child growing up, surrounded by drugs

got you by a long shot
Like curry fades away three points when the ball drops

Put that needle down ain't no music with the drug
Ain't no scratching

Hit Man

Cool Breeze

East Point's Greatest Hit

1999

Atlanta bound, homebase, 2 over
We give chase back to the beats
Passin' by the police in the streets
Georgia on my mind
All the peaches to nibble

Lookin' back on everything that
I've lostI wonder
If the lesson was worth the cost
But from here until we make it to
The Boss what's your Pain Pill?

Jesus