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[Intro]
Somewhere in Baltimore, MD
Lying a psycho, surrounded by money trees
Pick off the leaves and roll up a blunt
That’s how much fucks I don’t

up by a stylist
And Mr Chows giving my order the whores who doubt it
Like I heard you blowing up
Vizzy tell me all about it
Well I got a Caesar hit

and we just laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets [Clean]

2000

a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Giuliani might as well be merkin' n****s
'Cause the time

Every Five Minutes

Grand Agent

By Design

2001

from, who's the label? 
Now's a bad time to approach the turntables 
Try again next millennium or some other bag 
But when they jock a disc jock, it's

Pimp On

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be

and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you

his daddy name was Blunt (uh)
Got hooked on the stones (uh), rehabbed for a month (uh)
By the time that I was five, my mama was traumatized
'Cause

of fear and dissension
Fuelled by anger and hate
And rage and disdain
And any other definition of the word wELCOME

Can i get a "c"?
And if you hit me

Secrets

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

really wanted to I make money off them
Block in the morning on the move by ten

I write them hits in my head
Don't need no time for paper and pen
I sell my

many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked

a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack
Funk is addictive, but not like crack black
I'm hip to the old shit,

In 81 a man said said that we would get it

No one talked, no one warned, all their writing was asemic

2012 we got hit by a bat

And now the world’s

ain't hard to search
Why make yourself feel superior
By devaluating someone else's truth
Her fake butt or her makeup
May cover up, but still a bad ass

Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said

something funky
In my bud tin and stunk up the tube
With my headphones bumping
For those who don't know, Lunar C's my name
The other day Jamal called me like,

other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up

Without a Doubt

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

where the party's at
It's uptown in the Boogie Down so don't sleep
On that Non Fiction hit by Black Sheep

Dres --

Be the be	-be	, L-L-L, L-A-see-K
S-H,

There's one covering every door
Don't question me that for sure 
This beat hit like a hammer 
So I guess that makes me Thor 
Ya you want some more

How you

sit, it's a hell of a view
Homies hit me up, tell 'em all come through
Girlies hit me up, tell 'em all come through
Day dream in class man that's all I

of the bando 

Definitely, I don’t even copy ninguem i’m just 
fighting to hit by Myself 

To Rule the world, rolling Like a Skrt with my All 
DR3AMERS to be

of Odin and Aries
Buh L.E.X aint ever ordinary
Mehn i focused on the goal
Turned the kick to my fuel
One by one wan-di coal i mean

Folu dust that
Look

They don't know he on some other shit
Peace Sign up 2 my brothas n fingers up to the government
we flying while we writing n rhyming up in the Mothership

came
14 days went by
Our lives ain't the same
I think about you and smile alone on a day to day basis
I think I might have hit a home run, all the bases