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mission?
He sendin' smoke, no carbon emission
Stuck in your ways, you ain't got no vision
Think I was talkin' about you, re-listen
I know that main character

on you ain’t the one to bad mouth, 
Be cautious who the fuck u talkin’ bad bout, 
I hop on your feature then I got to take the trash out,
I don’t hang with

Belly
Talkin' about murder on his mind, you heard Melly
Gotta sleep with one eye open when you chasin' Fetti
Niggas talkin' fettuccine, ain't no more

popping while you sleep
I'm colourful in the crowd of sheep
They black and grey, some think and say, some fear and pray.
See the fire? some wanna turn it

over
There by your record label, huh?
You see me up there, real big
Yeah! In a real flamboyant way!
You see the 'Beautiful' single blowin' up!
All in

that young nigga really don't listen
Man that lil' nigga spazz
Get in the booth like a drunk driver, all on the mic I'll crash
Play with the slime
Just

cheating, it ain't what it seemed,
Hop on the auto, you know I'ma sing
Leave a nigga bald, niggaa Mr. Clean,
You be in the stall tryna beat your meat
Me

Big pimpin Jay Z
Bun B Pimp C
I go by Killa Keith
Wondering you will see
Every verse a eulogy 
So in front y'all after me
Seeing me is blasphemy
On my

Got monkey bullets in this TEC (brr), and it's takin' off your neck (gah)
Shots in the middle, might hit a flip (boom)
Talkin' real crazy, he caught

watchin', 3 mil on watches
So much ice, drippin' off me
You and your bitch could play hockey
I'm sippin' lean out a coconut cup, I'm in the tropics
I been

Stone Garden [Album Version]

The Psycho Realm

Stone Garden [#1]

1997

[Jacken & (Mr Duke)]
(Devil's in disguise)
They're coming to claim us
Let it come as no surprise
I stare into the face of death
'Cause at the end

spent a rack on that lil' fashion shit
I did the dash in the damn fastest whip
I did the dash by my side had the baddest bitch
Lifestyle crazy not average

Little hoe I could put you in your place
Well i aint talkin bout no break
Yeah you could be me if you wanna be the best
My jam I aint giving you a taste

While we on quarantine
Hygiene
Listerine
Couple yards in between
If you got that vaccine
And your name Mr. Clean
We could see
But I keep my circle tight

Bobba you're going fat in the middle
Especially when your ass's being hunted by a killer
Yeh homie you know what they say,
i'm gonna catch your mo'fo's

doin'? I know shawty missin' me
Oh, I'm in love with her lil' red ass
Ain't no talkin' with his dead ass
Pistol play the only way we play it, play this way

girl and grind, homie get your cake up
You see these goddamn bags, underneath my eyes
I ain't sleep last night, so it ain't no surprise
These goddamn

of sleep
Everyone eats, this food for thought we lettin' em feast
The same ones that talk the most, the ones you never can see
They been talkin' all that

Let's Get Busy Baby

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

He's the DJ, I'm the Rapper

1988

to talk to a lady

Aight, bet, uhh sweetheart
Listen up toots I like your looks
I used to see girls like you in them girlie books
I'm losin my mind, but

I was in the cell wit Joel talkin bunk beds
When they knocked BRose told my lil nigga hold his head
Told em get to punchin if they try you
Show them

you live if you love it then you gon' die 'bout it
Nightmares in your sleep baby girl but don't cry 'bout it
Why as a dude? We be like so, wipe your

front of Angels, it's packed inside
Hopped out and seen light skin passing by
Aww light skin, he all in my light tints
While I parallel park in

(Everything you own in the box to the left )
who love to play games
rollercoaster with my brain
i cry myself to sleep cuz it hurts so bad
(To the left

eyesight till you goin night night
Put you to sleep like what you do to me
When you dabbling in the music scene
You sounding goofy g

I was forged in