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Some days I wanna go home
Be with my Dad on the throne
But I wanna bring my bros
So I'm gonna write these flows

Saved by the word of God that's

What's Ya Poison

Mobb Deep

Murda Muzik

1999

your rhymes to yourself, we make fools out of niggas
And write shit that would certainly move ya'll niggas
Peace to my summer villains with pink houses

Nigga, you want me to work overtime
Man, look, if you really think about it
Nigga can't make us do some shit we don't wanna do
For real, fuck this

Nigga, you want me to work overtime
Man, look, if you really think about it
Nigga can't make us do some shit we don't wanna do
For real, fuck this

top 
Nah brudda that wouldn’t be enough, tell them bruddas “you can bite my dust”


Them man there wanna chat about dottys, but me I’m tryna make some

support)
Where would we be without the music
Ah... ah ah ah... the music
(The fans... man where would we be)
Just let the music take ya mind away
It's like

around missing my son
How can you not be bothered by your kid not seeing his father
Nothing motherly about that you're just a fucking dick swallower
Sorry

Theres this one deep story that I gotta tell you guys about
But first I wanna let you know that I ain't spreading lies around
Ok here it goes I was

fantasized about the cutting of his throat
Slit his joint wide open, be like Wasn't I provoked
To kill this 'Man Of God' before he's coming with his stroke

on fire go get the fire truck
Put you in the air you think you fly as us time up
Hell this is all I write see we just count them up
Send a nigga before

that's why I write these songs
Fourteen was full of happiness, that part of me is gone
Love me while I'm here, don't cry about me when a nigga gone

Love

the fuck you pullin' me over for?
'Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb and shut the
fuck up!
Man, fuck this shit
All right smartass, I'm

Do you even bother to know
Your word e dey my mind
But you think you're uninvolved
Write about the reasons u hate me
But nothing of the good, no one

cost'a sending bullets
Through the window
This that real life you just a pretender
A pretender i write verse just to get
By while going through pain
I move

Forcing you to write songs about this & that
Or even some siamese cat
So what if I get famous
The man he would frame us
No matter who I would then displease

when I'm surrounded by people that love me
Depression is ugly, fuck sitting at home
I've just been dreaming about being on the road
Because people always

I go by Jay yes I'm handsome and charming
Roll up a Jay yes I need me a garden
Come from the Bay so my slang you should pardon
As you could tell I am

I go by Jay yes I'm handsome and charming
Roll up a Jay yes I need me a garden
Come from the Bay so my slang you should pardon
As you could tell I am

A Nightmare on My Street

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Halloween Jam

2003

Jeff, wake up, man. Listen to me. Jeff
Jeff: It's 3 O'clock in the morning, what do you want?
Prince: Jeff, listen, Jeff, would you listen to me?

started lookin' at me like a star

You should just focus on yourself
I don't know why you're worried about me 
Speeding with no seat belt, so high, I

Never ever, like never ever forever never? (Really?)
Yeah my bredda never forever I'm ever blessed

By now you should know me and realize that I ain't new

to the top, ain't no way Ima stop so make sure that you videotaping this
They can't breathe, I'm knocking 'em out one by one, it's a breeze
Make 'em drop

beautiful but I'm still lazy
Write a song about her I don't know maybe
If you paid me I would
Get up before four let's make it five-thirty
Ah man forget about

(The true) Written by yours truly
Produced by yours truly (For real man)
I wouldn't have nobody else
(Can't make this up) Write my story of my life
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