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know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it

You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J

Can I Get a Witness

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my

the sun'll come and I'm done
I ain't saying I'm number one
But I'm a winner a subtle one
H-H-how ya like me now?

Look at me I'm fresh to death
I left your

me, but you can't murder me

Shots hit your fuckin' car, Rrrr, now that's first degree
Dropped the bitch right off the dock, we left his head right by

gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it

Get This Money

R. Kelly

The Best of Both Worlds [Clean]

2002

no.. (never love her)

She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)

Some

the fifth dimension

See, Me and Rod Serling burning talking about Hitchcock
Me and Bogart make mo' art, and exit through the gift shop
Me and Sterling Hayden

nigga
(Ha ha ha) look, we want smoke, pussy

My doctor was mad that I
Wouldn't let him operate (Get off me)
I bounced back
I just make more money than my

strikes
Give me that butter or all white, and I'm alright
Can't live minimum wage, cause that's just not my life
I roll up and down the block, on cutters

Brrah ayy, Quando Rondo, nigga
Dubba-AA Flex ayy, ayy, I say I'ma keep
It real on this one, nigga
Mook on the beats

No they don’t love me like how

brothers that's willing to pay my bail
If they catch me off guard
Throw 'em like Curry's mouthguard
The plan was all God's, J's low like A-rod
20 going on 20

through the valley of shadow of death I will fear no evil
For thou art with me thy rod and thy staff they comfort me
Thou preparest a table before me in

I Need It (prod. by Cormill)

(Chorus)
I just keep feinin & feinin (& feinin x2)
I need it I need it
My money is blue I’ve been eatin’
I gotta get

on the mic they call me outto when i rocket
Stole a all eyes on me album jus to have another pocket
I am too diffrent i cant be matched watch were the opposite

Y'all really gone make me rap again
I'm off of flipping words I'm flipping acronyms
I need a challenge
This album proof I'm the Kid In Nimbus with

on
Talkin' 'bout he Italian
Say I won't go drop a double album
And rap double time on all dub-step
And got no producers
Just me rockin' over beat-boxin'
By

tweed or no yak
more like 25 pounds of get back & I can tell by ya
walk it's talk back but if that ain't yo case let me take a ride
on yo' love

a message
Like all i want is a letter
I just want for you to try, and make me feel better
Now im on my Rod shit, it's another cold december
Now i sleep away

Misanthropy

X-Raided

Unforgiven

1999

Askin' for help, but the muthafuckas didn't listen,
They tried to get killed, but now they label me a killer,
You lived by the scroll, but you gone die

The fresh humidity of the green moss wets my skin,
my body laying down, as it suits to who adores a god,
over the sacred stones of the Cromlec'h.
Our

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

Who would’ve thought Rapping bout Jesus would bring me this Far
I been foreseen it, the first Album, You know I’m a Star
The Holy Spirit working,

really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t

on a terrible path and want them all to witness. Greatness by force
Raising your thoughts passed the limit
You could feel it vibrate through your heart
Mannequins