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for it
Met a girl that understood my coming up and cared for it
She a soldier and a boss, know how to give and take orders, hallelujah
But back to my

strange
Couple months went by, he lost a lot of weight
He was a whole different person, he even had a different face
Happy with the results, but this were

back there, I swear I'm going in
I pray a lot these days in case I have to sin
I tell 'em 'till my mouth goes dry and I need a drink
I sleep well

Slay Products

Boss up and they make you feel
Weird like you done all wrong
Cah the things you thought
Were cool back then, you ain't done in long

twas the night
Before Christmas and
Uhi already read that part pick
It up from here, brocko
Right

The stockings were hung by
The chimney with care
In

and some wine, that's when my livin' is right
Until then, get up out of my way or you'll be dinner tonight
There were days I wanted to quit and live

Control

Kill Your Idols

No Gimmicks Needed

2000

There is a lot of debating about who's controlling who but I have something to tell you there is someone controlling you be a boss or a teacher a god

Frontline

Culture VI

Elite

2004

is runnin' and
No matter how you look at it nothin' amounts to nothin' and
Not a lot of rhymers want to try to put on a facade of maraudin'
Oh shit

Jungle

Andre Nickatina

Midnight Machine Gun Rhymes And Alibis

2002

Salvatori Faragomo with the diamond sparrow
A rap cat with the BOSS apparel
I put my rhymes on your block then I run it just like little Darrell
Money

Scorpion Hill

PUP

Sibling Rivalry/Scorpion Hill

2019

Up on Scorpion Hill watching life
Passing me by in the pale moonlight
And I sat there forever, three sheets to the wind
It's not helping my case,

It's deeper than rap, it's real life
I'm the same little yout you saw in Hillside
Difference is now I blow a
Bag when I feel like so I ain't signing

the same
Got one in the chain
Make one false move, put one in your brain
I am one boss dude, got hundreds to claim
Money ain’t a thing bitch, but in this

Blizzy, what you cookin' up? (cash)
Bomb man, bomb man, yeah, that's me (Big Bron)
(Fuck a nigga, huh?)
(Ayy, let my nuts hang)
Everything is

nearly got caught
Out behind the club in the parking lot
Your boss man with his threats your rich boy with his gun
It's lucky I left my motor to run

Well

Niggas played on the fence
This shit we got is one thousand
Ain't no hit or miss
Swear I just wanna see you up
Wanna see you rich
Hate when you listen

of u bitches is dying out 
Begging for niggas to fly you out
Making ya money by laying down 
Fuck is you sitting here lying bout? 
Heard you was over

That target on your back is a little bit more permanent than a tattoo
You have to learn quick, real quick

Nothing more dangerous than a black man

Too Much on It

Lunasicc

A Million Words, A Million Dollars

1998

to ease on back
Lunasicc, young G's
Ain't no ten's on that
I'm gaurenteed to make a mill by the time I get through
Ain't no Versace, juss boss clothes

D boy d boy can’t fuck wit me he elite boy
Ima big boss I can’t do nun wit ya if u ain’t come here to eat boy
Bringing in all this cheese boy
Got

(Ayy) , ayy, ayy (For sure)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Yeah) yeah, yeah (Go, go)

Cuffs in my pants, you see my designer socks
Big Boss C4, I come back and buy

you've got lots of money
But your nose is really runny
Your body says no to all the chaos
You've lost your chance, you've been passed by so serve your boss

Bakin' Soda in Minnesota

Andre Nickatina

Daiquiri Factory Cocaine Raps, Vol. 2

find your hood again
Who is that in the car? yo couldn't be
All the way out here, yeah Nicki t
Russian, get the weed sparked
Get the party started