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and count his winning 
Lick man down make blood start dripping dip him don't stop let's kill 
HMP 2 years just finished living land road starting paygan

don't trust none of y'all
And these hoes worthless by the gutter ball
Any beat I'm a fuckin' dog
I can't stop this shit for nothin' y'all
Bitches like you

Memory Lane (Sittin' In Da Park)

Nas

Illmatic

1994

man put the battery in my back, a difference from Energizer
Sentence begins indented, with formality
My duration's infinite, money-wise or physiology

house California
You ain't heard the news? D-Money back on ya
Niggas wanna network
Cause I'm the only rapper with
His face on a network
Fuckin' check my

and throw her in sum bape 
Remy, Fendi, that's expensive bait 
100 Benji's I want in my safe
Tryna have my peoples out of state 
With 2 shawties that's

And i ain't even in the mix
I been falling back
I just keep perfecting all my music
Im a beast with it
Right or wrong
I'm a always keep it g nigga
See

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

fuck with me, I'll get to you
A clip or two, I'll cripple you just 'cause I ain't got shit to do
Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop
Eenie

exit is him
Laced like two left shoes were fused to affect your rhythm and your motor skills
Inside you hotheads with the shoulder chills
Who pushed

a ratchet strap and tighten so the spine winds back and snaps inside him
Roll me a joz pack two bongs with a spliff on the side
Spitting it high miss with

coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full

me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I

Meet Again

Maxo Kream

Brandon Banks

2019

co-defendant, so she got locked up with him
He got snitched on by his own sister, she the eyewitness
Now every time I see my blood cousins, I don't even feel

give a fuck bout
What you thought, no, no, i can't stop
Pouring out my soul into a bowl
That's ghetto gumbo take it to the rack
And get sent back I play

with the Lord every day, and now I just know
That I'm blessed but thanks to the Lord, I never go back I go forward
Times in my life it was mad cause I

came around hitting back
I was down in the dirt before a nigga talk talk dirty
I could hit him with the 38 special

Last summer in the bando
Next summer

Don't Stop

Spice 1

Souls on Ice

1997

hit
Leave a nigga at a funeral cryin with no bitch
Some Thug Lord shit nigga shoot up ya coffin
Niggas cross game get murdered by bosses
Cost's yo

One night got me two hoes
Two hoes got me four bottles
Four bottles cost me eight racks, all of that I'll make back tomorrow
Eight racks cost me four

getting obscur
And it's getting intense
By my hand I suffocate
Two of my fingers enter your fence
Wait wait
It's coming
Be smooth you can feel him mooing

when the lights out
He don't want the smoke, pussy nigga, better pipe down, uh
Got his main bitch, he wanna fight now
Hit it from the back with my

Bia' Bia'

Lil Jon

Down Right Dirty

2001

grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I Mop & Glo, the feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring

I was really in the trap with the army
Two guns on me, near nigga couldnt harm me
Where my competition at, let me hear somethin
I hear my competition

gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it

a quilt It's unraveling
Sweet talk the chief of police niece
Released from the beast to the streets with a piece I call it marilyn
The monroe still had snow

a text. Signed every card with them. She never told him to stop sending them though––it was his way of sending some love from a thousand miles away. So she