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You probably know now
I've written hundreds of songs about you
I even wrote an album
Trying to put myself above through

Claiming you were arrogant

by me
I need every line to go thru the ring
Album barely had any features
Big talk comin from the bleachers
Wanna hear my songs through every single

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America'z Most Complete Artist

DJ Quik

Way 2 Fonky

1992

And when you let me rip I'm goin in with a helmet
That's why your little brother wants to be like me
I'm surrounded by the trueness that suckers fail

No ponytail, but I kind of grew my beard for that
I want a Casper feature coz I'm good for that
I had a dream I was riding in a Ghost with him
I'm from

Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome
I'm angry that every

Five for the rating a penny for the hating
Y'all know my ways
Staying up in the game of this MC craze
Kind of wonder what if I'd of
Dropped back in

To just try and convince to you that I wanna be different
Why does it seem like every label is only interested
In all the mumble shit, it's kind

That was that
No big fight, no thrilla in manilla
Some average Joes getting smoked by a killa
A real GOAT showing y'all the ropes
Used to clown Twitter

Victor Baron

The Click

Money & Muscle

2001

money by the sewer
Broccoli head, lookin' kind of super
Life, right, almost white
She had a fresh shot, vice grip tight
She said don't stop, I said

seekin' a cure for my addled
Ego, tryna unseat it, put me in the saddle
Why? 'cuz it's a prick. It's hella pretentious
But it has infinite tricks to make

it back home at 4 
To clock in by 8 or try to make it before
So I ain't lose my passion for it I just never made profit
And that's partly why I had

Sometimes I ask the people that I used to date
Sometimes y’all anger me, i’d hate to get whipped
By the dude who drinks beer, and is so desperate
Even puts

again
I don’t know ya like that
Your cover’s blown
Y’all left me alone
I’m approaching the throne
Wait, as a matter of fact
I don’t want your kind cause

tryna visit
Tired of people acting like I won a lotto ticket

I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'm still gon' get it by any means
I'ma go get it by any

Form of Intellect

Gang Starr

Step in the Arena

1991

the road is too steep, do you have the stamina
First album took us two weeks, since then we have been plannin'
An exclusive attraction, produce it to your

I'm kicking the finest and the purist of rhymes
A dime in the dozen
The cousin that you hallah at the function
I feel the beat vibrate to your feet
Why

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

the bills so we enjoy life
Cause we only here once we don't get it twice
Why the world wanna bring me down and steal my smile
Try to lighten up my mood by

of any of this
And by this I mean life in general
I'm so unappealing
God I look weird 
Why do I talk like this
Everyone jokes about me
Should I just stop

a couple million to the face
Guess I'm kind of selfish had to get it by myself guess no one else is
Who knew the industry could turn into enemies
Niggas

proud that her eyes stay teary
Made it out, everything next just cherries
Y'all see my life, like I'm played by Jim Carrey
Proud to be here, cause it used

just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
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