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here
Imma leave your body cold right here
You say you ain fold but somebody told right here
Best speak up fore you hung by a rope am i clear
Dont try

killers know the whole something
This life a, whole lot of nothing
My soul can confirm that pain has been passing
A point of turn back, don't know if I'll

laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's

we've come a long way (look)
Uh (REAS')

Niggas want my old shit (ooh), buy my old album (yeah)
And tell your favorite rappers, "Come see me and peep

(pussy lil' bitch)

If you my nigga, then I'm yo' killer
Nobody gon' play with you when I'm with you
I ain't gon' lie, son, since you left my side, got

another album by dis evening
Dats another billboard banger
Yo Hayes, Yo Vare
Phase 1, Newtown

Rise di bomber, stammer
Hammer to di copper
Proper

Intro

Fat Joe

Jealous Ones Still Envy (J.O.S.E.) [Clean]

2001

[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day

On the block with a choppa
It was just me and chop
I was chilling with killers and scammers
Niggas know how I rock when
I came on the block
No

Mounted Up

J.I.D

DiCaprio 2

2018

passion, anything that could equal some satisfaction
Looking for love at the end of this Hen bottle
Looking for pub', let me pen your next album
Call from

Artist: Satara Rosa
Album Title: Feelings I Don't Show
Track Title: One Time
Track No: 5

Ratata lemme take my own time 
Lemme show you how we do it

a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in

Alhamdulillah

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

Diamonds and scrilla
But forget to say
Alhamdulillah
Made my album a killer
Plan be	
Now 2-3 droppin'
And I wish to
Ask for forgiveness
Your guidance

When I drop my album I'll be doing numbers all spring
You rappers might be Catholic, but you boys could never cross me, uh
(Breath) proceed with caution,

And I fuck em bareback
Homie I'm a rare act
Yeah ridin' in a beamer, benz or bentley
Ion gotta show it off for these fuckers to envy
And bitches to DM me

Toast up to the Platinum
Another drink for the album
I got Trey on my track, he's the wave
I got all this money that I saved
I got Big Max with me,

in paradise 
Twenty one months I've 
Marked to date cause 
Good girls are so rare to find 
There just aren't many left but I'm 
Switchin' gears
I know

Peel the white sleeve off the black vinyl record
Blow the dust off the grooves and only grip it by the edges
Turn the player on and then ya move

bars, I need a cesspit,
Check please, I am too rare like a Chinese funeral, 
I know the type of a nigga you are by the type of movies you like, 
So, is it

currency
Forgetting the state of our current seas
Eventually getting our currents seized
It's not a very rare occurrence, see
Our life's in a state

They'll never get it this melanin more than pigment
These pigs is plotting to pluck me they know what I'm selling ignorant
Rare form everybody can't go rap

and grilling
If you really got a problem then fuck however you feeling
Wake up in the morning, hit my phone like hello
Rare, Smithsonian, Smith like Willow
Real

This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it
I told him twelve a.m. meet me there
In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,

this anytime
Only niggas that don't hear me pennywise
I been fearless man of the house since I was 9
My appearances be rare as albums by
K Lamar I came

lookin' over at me
Wind in my fur, I was thurr
I remember it all too meow
Photo album on the counter
Your tail was curling up
You used to be a little kitten