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Laying in bed with a hand on my blade
Piece with one I like my first name is slade
Bitch I'm a barber I'm dishing out fades
Better watch what you say

Future of the Roc

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

you work harder or less

(Young Chris)
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when

locked up but walked out a man
Different page I wont shake your hand
First one went but the second one jammed 
Guy got wide jamp out got tanned 

Negative

plate, you not a bread winner
I'm not a rapper either, I just learn fast
But now I won't stop 'til I got my boys flying first class
First off, who else do

I set fire when I think of why
But get mad when ya don't reply
Having no time when I'm feeding the lies
Give me a second my mind's digitized
I don't

Atlas Shrugged, with the multi-verse up on my shoulders
Crack boulders with the
One Inch Punch
Or, like
Ip Man
Surrounded by, ten men
I hold
The martial

Payback Iz a Bitch [Featuring Bam]

Krayzie Bone

Thug Mentality 1999

1999

period. (Killa...) 
Krayzie 
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland/ Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed/ 
Dozed off, but I was awakened by

I've been stuck searching through my mind
And all I find
Is the reminiscence of the demons from my past locked inside
They will find that I'm not

Whole Wide World
Lil Nile
First time on the mic
Here we go
(Teardaground, you killed that track)
Sitting here every night and every day
Every second

Nowhere to Hide

Foreign Legion

Kidnapper Van: Beats to Rock While Bike-Stealin'

2000

explosions of nuclear bombs down in the Oakland
That's why all those crackheads are smokin'
It's remote-controlled emotions triggered by cops with laptops

Super Model

Ghostface Killah

Cappadonna Hits

2001

around with Shallah Raekwon
A couple of years before the Wu was even on
They love the way I dress captivated by my charm
If you see me in the cut I'm

alone, trapped in the dark, all by myself

Stuck in these lines between my pad with nowhere to go, mind going fast
Often I find myself in a corner all

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

Lemme get it first, Imma save you scraps for seconds, yeah
Pull up in that bomb

Yeah, it's been a long time coming man
If nobody else is gunna say something, I'm-a say it myself
It is what it is man, hah
Yeah (Ayyy!)

First verse

you work harder or less

[Young Chris]
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when

now, I'm back in the right way
I set the goals, and my motion, really make a nigga know the first act
Everybody knowing that, they make comments,

First I'd to like say
You be driving me insane
You know that make you special
Girl cuz other women can't
Do the same thang
Girl you all inside my

roommates
You need not to make a sound""

In my mind, in my soul
I hear music from farlands
But I'm busy, can't reply

In my mind, it keeps calling
It's

Deep Space 9mm

El-P

Fantastic Damage

2002

stables
Signed to Rawkus
I'd rather be mouth fucked by Nazis unconscious
Callin' all bomb threats
Radio re-activated, caress
Under hella-ified missile

to rely Cuz her mom never replies Unless its time to babysit Ao she can get high
Why not die but first try
You too good to just get by
Every second that you

last time 
I was stupid, and I'm sorry, but it's in the past right? 
Second: I don't know if my emotions are clear 
Cause I fucking hate rapping, but

we gotta show then glow up
Grow up, ticking like a bomb till it blow up
So what, guess now
Nah Ion even pour up
First goal free us
Second one tee us

vegas, flawless ten shows a week 
We're all very impressed, but the midnight circus is not for the weak 
Jonathan replies, with a sparkle in his eye, that

Aintnuttin Buttersong

Public Enemy

Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age

1994

a sticka
First grade, second grade
I shoulda just kicked a
Verse in the middle of class
Instead of singin' bout bombs
Like a dumb ass
Land of the free