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How Many

L.G. Wise

Me vs. Industry

2002

gonna make 'em bleed
How many gonna make 'em freeze
How many gonna push that weight
Do anything it take to get that cheese

See 'em everyday get hit with

Let's Do It Again

Ms. Chambers

Don't Judge a Book by It's Cover, Vol. 1

2000

of rolling boulders and breaking shoulders
Taking me closer to a poacher with that roll line
Shawty cause I'm down for mine

You know how good it can be,

Loyal

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

heart torn out by somebody you thought was a friend/
And now your trust is worn down or bought to an end/

No pardons can mend it, when you're darkened

I used to hit the booth with my line kicking
If I hit the other side
 that's fried chicken
Gotta get him by himself
They won’t grind with him
Till

feelings, that ain't workin'
Sealin' i say it to you

We used to walk around
Hangin' on by a string stuck in violence
Hidin' what I knew would set us free

(Message)

I know these niggas never thought that I would make it far
Sendin' Bizzies up and down the end, we gotta change the car
But I've been

WALK AROUND WITH KNOTS
KNOTS
KNOTS
KNOTS

Knots, 
In my neck and in my chest
Pulling strings till they intersect, 
Uh uh, still in the carpool by

sphere is outrageous
My third eye turns wide open
When I'm flipping these pages
Pulling strings like I'm Hendrix
I just hustle like I'm Russell with

let's fly, let's fly away
Like Sinatra but Frankly I'm logically the best
Every line on every page is fine wine the taste
Of the sound resonates in

the words down on paper, have the blood quit pumping
I'll always be by your side

All the shows and the late nights
Let these six strings never wear thin

the curtains
Ready to burn this mother fucker right down to the surface
Politicians on a string the pictures bigger then you think the game is played with a pen

Yeah

Red tips, 762s, shoot a Taki at him
Good punch at Yoshi
Satisfied by hibachi habit website surfing
Tryna punch like I'm Bobby Lashley
Hundred

Who’s better? 
Guerrero or mysterio?
Charlie chewing cheddar
Smell the cheese coming out the stereo
My head is light as a feather
Dread the day we

and show love
Yeah fuck that old beef
Had to hit the stu up and link up with Motif
When Real niggas unite it's more money and mo cheese
Now lames gotta pay

up guess I'll do it by myself
Beef wit me is suicide it's literally do or die
Aiming at yo third eye yeah this nigga from the south
Every product pure

comfortably
Yeah it's back different day, same fuckery
She shawty she ain't fuck with me
'Til I got my Lexus will someone tell that bitch that they made by

and show love
Yeah fuck that old beef
Had to hit the stu up and link up with Motif
When Real niggas unite it's more money and mo cheese
Now lames gotta pay

immense?
On the first fucking train to
Paris so pardon my french shows sold out
Fans in line even though it's cold out
Yeah, touring Europe getting swiss

kids
Shits getting mad, these pricks tryna rapbout the shit they wrap, of off kids and that
Well down fam, your a real big man
Quick, someone yell cut

your mind and your soul I want your laughs and your tears
But once you give it to the world that's when you lose control
By the time y'all hear this I'll

the world through my stare, Glock 10 baby tucked by my underwear, hopped in early look bit*h I'm still here, windows up tacked even if the whip rare, I know

a millionaire by the time school ends.
Fuck my life on the run
Just to walk i should stay strapped
This the life of a convict.
The blunts in rotation 
Thee

No stopping for the least no Po' oh no,
And am not regular am damn spectacular,
Dropping all the cheese oh boy you should recognize,
On another line so

with me by my side

When we walked in that venue, that boy looked surprised
I know they want our demise
But go check, I know I'm in, gettin' that