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Uh  

If I suffocate 
By being way too 
Deep deep in this shit
My family know me to well my brothers might repeat this shit



The roots of evil, too

so
I like to think that I chose rap but I feel like I'm the one rap chose
Your girl say that she me heavy 'cause I live my life by those gang codes

510, 213

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

to the families with all the lives lost
Kill 'em soft pay off my henchmen like a mob boss
Mobster ballin' out the hooptie
Who could it be? S.P.I.C.E.

[Chorus]

found this rap
Found my soul
Big brother showed me all these flows
Wanna be like him, wanna be cold
But that fork we saw gave us two roads, and he fell

Punk Bitch

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

foul
From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass
She got busy so I called to the crew
You bitches know what to do
Hoes try to front like they

the food taste
That's the souffle
Now my mood based for two days
My crew never do fake
Today is a Tuesday
Might be a Thursday
If it is peep the wordplay
Play

fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

L-A-T
Moms

right
Thankful for the goodie, now we make it through this life
Don't know if you gon' ride, all my homies by my side
Skip, skip, ridin' through the Ruga

Intro
Come on
I go by the name of Dee Shy
This is your girl 
I'm down with my crew BLAK PROPHETZ AND DME
AND MY HOME GIRL ANNETTE  BEE
I'VE GOT

Usual Suspects

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

infrared nigga, dead eye 
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it 
The good life, tryin'' ta live it

Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz

Got the apple of my eye now my head to the sky for the piece of the pie
Lil' mama don't cry if I die, live life, I'm just tryina live mine
I remember

Get the fuck out
Cause under my roof you live by my rules, son
I make you wanna bounce

Bounce sage Francis makes you wanna
Bounce joey Beat's beats

Double R What

Eve

Eve-Olution [Clean]

2002

your flesh hold
Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes
My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death
'Cause listenin' is like

some work, check they resume
My dogs eating by the pound, boy, better fetch a plate
Locking out these projects to make sure my section ate
Two phones

of a murder that took place
Way back in the summer and I’m a prime witness in this case an uptown stunner run the streets with my crew
That I claim as my

or no size
See me, I graduated these streets in 05
Still live and die by these rules, you know why?

This ain't nothin' new, this ain't nothin' new

that two can play

This is what I live, eat, and breathe for
This is what I train, push myself, and believe for
This is what I chose as my path, there's

Delorean

El-P

Fantastic Damage

2002

2nd is the influence (you)
3rd is the innovator (me), 4th is the institution (my crew)
5th is perpetuity it lives throught the Delusion
Before I hop

clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I

shit hard as fuck)
Y’all live for bitches and blunts I live for the crew
How I did the percolator I took two (ooh go head)
I don’t know nun bout damn

yall at (Ugh let's get these bars in let's get it) 

I run my shot like a sicario 
You live to die no in between
No Lamborghin, no rari woah 
The roots

Live at the Tunnel

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

at least a house and Esgro 

Turnin' ghetto stars into Uncle Tom's 

Yogi, the mellow low key 

Understandin' my crew is strictly Shark Bar

Sometimes I Wonder

Nas

Q.B. Two Compton

2002

niggaz is flaming gats at my circle 
I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you 
I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out 
Your thug crew

cheddar
You never
Crew terror
We just pull up our pants ain’t no two steppers
OG’s shaking my hands ain’t no new reppers
Million dollar advance I can’t do