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Funkadelic Relic

LL Cool J

14 Shots to the Dome

1993

'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
When all

Thank You

Jay-Z

The Blueprint 3 [Clean]

2009

Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening

Thank you, thank you, thank you you're far too kind
Hold your applause, this is your

Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust

Paris, Paris, Paris to Madrid Spain
Got damn Yo you saw that Yo she was bad dog

Shorty wasn't no square
Box braids in her hair
Versace shades for

I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you 
And your bodyguard

I rather you trust me then love me
All my niggas young and unlucky
Gotta trust me then love me

Please don't call me by my first name bitch im hazzy

Foxy Music

Beginner

Advanced Chemistry

2016

"Hello, children
Hello
Are you ready?
Then we'll begin"

Ey
Hier sind die Beginner, woo
Yeah
Das is' für die alten Zeiten
Für den alten

She came into my life
And showed what love is not
(Mm)
I bettered your life
By showing you right
And evading ops
(Yea)
I ride with my Niggas
They

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Threat

Jay-Z

The Black Album [Acappella]

2003

done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th

Threat

Jay-Z

The Black Album

2003

done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th

pappers

I need the belly like Jabba's

Shoe box money

And card dough no avas



They might tell you that my attitude stinks

But I’ll tell you I don’t

you want we just all sinning

Got a designated driver or the uber on call
Whoever is the buyer gotta fill the cooler box
Action movies everytime we go

indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out

there were reviews in
Billboard and Cash Box
But they were by professional critics
And they rarely reflect
The opinions of the public the critics were

on
But I don’t run from it dawg
I want eyes on this
I want albums with no skips
You got your mind on that
I got my mind on this lil' bitch, that’s why
I

love trying to get where I'm at
You couldn't tell by looking at me I been through hell and back
Was on the block since 15 selling heroine and crack

Uh-huh
I'm just doing my thing
Yeah
Its like you living in a box in your brain
Don't trust a chicken, but you're in church's game
Look like you're working,

box chevy doors
It's just me and you
Yo momma and yo cousin too
Riding down some numba o fours
Vallejo niggas slamming box chevy doors
Smoking all this

or two grand to
Be split three ways in those days
That was as much "success"
As we thought possible
The earliest performances on this album
Are brought

and then fuckin dismiss it
Gotta get it Back in Blood or out tha Mud if that's how you livin
By yoself no snitxh or witness
Nigga fuck a kodefendant
Really

on a few blocks (yeah)
And I pulled a few skirts on a few blocks (yeah)
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me

and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen

And that's not libel
You could write that down
Insecure can't come around
Unless yo ass Issa Rae
See I like my women black or brown
But trust ion discriminate