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On the Frontline

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

you blastin
WHO fuckin with the rapper dude?
Don't even GOOO THERE
I'm from the 'Ville Brooklyn Military (OHHH YEAHH)
N.E.W. Y.O.R.K.
We'll ratch

Back Up

Tydolla$ign

Back Up

they was over by the Varsity
Redbone, can't get her off of me
And she ain't ever been to the W
Twenty, oh my God, I be lovin' you
Lately I wish it

Gossip

Classified

Trial & Error

and I'm glad their ain't a ref
'Cause I'll break rules
Take fools for their money and their fake jewels
Ah you somethings never change
And I put in work

in silence that is what i do
Mask on hoodie on you aint got a clue
Yea yea you aint got a clue 
Haters every where they cant walk in my shoes
A friend

a decade now lost in a day
Another new Enron just getting away
Bigger the bet
Bigger ripple effect
When it all blows up it is you who will pay

Behind

in ur image 
So it’s tatted on my #skin /12
Move like a soldier 
U can call on me /13
Rep New York when I talk 
So it’s all on me /14

I’m screaming

Uh
It's just different this time
You know what I'm saying
Big bills, big talk nigga
Raw shit no flaw shit
You know what the fuck time it is
I've seen

the basement so this is all free throws
Your fam couldn't get off the ground, they all Rio
I kick it and toss reloads, Brooklyn New York ego
I can't pass

Y'all just watch how I do it

If you do move on
Can't be nun but happy

As the days go bye
I make sure I keep tally

I can feel my time coming
Our jayy

I was broke
(But now I can)
Bitch I'm too hot I keep my hand right by my toast
(Why you playing)
Bitch I be swerving
I'm like Meech In my new coat
Had

My feet clip clop to the drip drop of the New York City rain
Brooklyn raised
I came by the way of the kings enslaved
On a boat singing notes of harmony

they can't match my clout
I'll abort you like an unwanted fetus
The source will quote it
Even if I talk about my penis
Genius with this black fluid

The Corpse Came to Dinner

Brotha Lynch Hung

Brotha Lynch Hung: Presents Now Eat - The Album

the blood off the hallway walls
Ain't got nothin ta live for
Can't even trust a bitch, might have ta leave her alone
Ma had ta dig a ditch, shit so rigorous

at my dreams
I'm same the guy as you see 
Maybe more humble cause I just done been through defeat 
Nice with the heat 
But piss me off and youll bring out

want me to keep going through this hell
Tell me I'll get my reward when I die
Talk about the pie in the sky

A yo it's a war going on outside
No man is

I’m the king of New York,
every crevices and corner
I know that you wondering
Who made you the boss
Who put him in charge
You ain’t topping no charts

around the block I done seen all that happened boy
This shit ain't new bitch ain't faking like a decoy
This the shit that happens
Call me crazy like I'm

try it"
I was blown away
By this new player they sent in
Straight from Canada, representin'
I got a shallow-ass grip when it comes to the game
But her

Stuffing the green on a pallet
Balling it up like cabbage
I'm growing up all the packages but
No, you can't have it (at all)
I came out the back with

go commando
Party yea life is like a party
A disco ay or some shit wit shawties
Throw it back for me one time cause I'm Marty
In New York milly rockin

Straight to the point I'm the one like McGrady
Before the injuries
These new musical acts killing me
Like the kettle dropped
These niggas is always

why you ain’t hearing about this
Is 'cause it’s blocked by corporate outlets
Like the lead poisoning that’s up in Flint
Or corruption in our own

rights
I got pride when I do this rap shit
Eat it slice by slice
Like I was a fucking fat kid
I’m comin’ for that pie 
I ain’t talkin’ bout that graph

While I'm watching every nigga
Watching me closely
Still a New York native and I got
No sleep stash box under both seats
In front of cats
Telling