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Verse 1
If life had a time machine 
I would go back
Just to be yo homie
And I know that

We have become enemies
And it's so sad
We don't get

the lesson is learned
Mess in the name of the flame you get burned (Burned)
I keep it heating, I like we on edge, Rated-R Superstar, you Rated-X
I'd date my

ripped from your chest
By a love who confessed
Infidelity or lost ones
Yo pops I know you living heavenly now
Through the highs and the lows
A new day

the booth,
I take out the pain that’s within and tell it to that software
Civilised construction, cause all my songs are engineered by myself
They say they

The Message

Nas

It Was Written [Clean]

1996

so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That

It's Over

Ghostface Killah

The Pretty Toney Album

2004

Yo, ayo this joint right here is about
When you goin' through mad shit
And it just seem like you get out of it, nowhere and shit
You thinkin' you

Stroke yo bitch until she coming Tell ha keep it onna low
Want a deal
But loyalty to music is a question
Is it real
And that's why I b thinking second

us a job
Everybody dying, it's kind of hard to keep yo faith up in God
You'll swear the love real
Mane that shit there really be fraud
I'm from New

Stay
With me under the moonlight
Let's watch the stars in the sky
And in our eyes
Stay
Closer to me
so I can feel your warmth
It's cold out here
when

twice
I can tell by the way that you shake on the dick baby yo last nigga he wasn't loving right
Baby girl come get this loving right now
You take that

Solid nah I never fold (No)
Hop in the ghost and I coast (Low)
They say I’m doing the most
Whipping the coupe it ain’t come with a key
I got Yo nigga he

Dr. Know

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

It's Wildlife all day everyday
Check the resumé
From NYC
Reppin the 5 burroughs
Check my style ( ? ) (mister)
Won't change my attitude
Wherever I

Better count yo (betta count yo)
Better count yo (betta count yo)
Better count yo blessings

Don't stress keep it movin' stay blessed
Not pressed by

it down and she wine on me
Way in too deep and it's fine by me
Keep it lowkey and it's fine by me
Keep it ode and it's fine by me
Ima go till I D I E

Ima keep smoking
I don't care if it's illegal or not
Nigga ima keep smoking
I don't care if I'm right by the cop
Nigga ima keep smoking
Give a fuck

them killers hoping out the van and they gone hit yo ass by nine but how you doing how you been she said she fine I been through a lot of shit but still

yo
People think I’m selling cracks nah!
They see me living with a smile on my face
And if you see me in the spot, I’m
Down low in the place, sipping
My

Sippin Sizzurp, Dirty Sprite
Seen yo shooters, its on go
Whole gang totin big poles
Man cant rap send em to Lowes
Man he a rat, he told
Keep it a secret,

coughs
Drop me a perc in my blue fanta pop
.2 on the dash can't get caught by the law
I am a beast i eat everything raw
I do it all out here i got dirty

I cant fuck with bitches
I cant fuck with these hoes
I cant fuck with snakes
I gotta keep my grass low
I can see the true colors
I can see the true

to the wall, back to the window
If you vibin now, we ken folk
This is what I do, keep it real yo
I know it could be hard to keep it simple
But I can't go
Slower

Trying to free my mind
It's highs & lows all up in my life But imma be Ight
I been gone
I be staying high thru the day and Night
By my lone
With some

You ah bad ass
Bitch for real
Ima keep it real
No matter how it go
Ima keep it solid we gon roll
I been getting money on the low
Me and my lil baby

Do My Thang

7 Days of Funk

Our Vinyl Weighs a Ton [CD/DVD]

2014

do my thang
Keep it on the low, and get it everywhere that we go
Lemme do my thang

Get a bitch, got a bitch
G shit, yeah I got a lot of it
Money