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pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up
And I'm running up the paint
Keep telling me there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell

no moe you can have my homie
And ion really want ya if you gone be actin phony
I'm a just pour up some potion and let ya bestie ride my pony
Cause I

Full of them drugs, trying to give it to me
I just be minding my business, but I pay attention You can't catch me off of my feet
Bitches be talking

even if your arm's sore
Never show weakness cause brother what for
Gotta pick yourself up if you ever fall

You see this society
Only finds truth in

representin' these Southside streets
Now if you ain't heard of me then you don't know whats up
You can find me on them Screw CD's talkin about 'Purple Stuff'

advancing
Pick it up when you were lagging


Fuck all your abracadabra Capping
They Know I be snappin
Please don't panic
Spit off the top this shit volcanic

Simon Says (Street Games)

Royce da 5'9"

M.I.C. (Make It Count)

2004

Mafia ties
We pop up by surprise like we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+
And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to your soldiers
Cross me, you try to knock

acting like she fancy
Ooh she like that waka imma call her Tammy
Imma snatch her wig and treat her like she Samson
Eeny miny moe I pick her like its random

niggas how you pimp them hoes
I'm the boy straight from the eastside 3 1 3
You can come and ride wit a G
Yeah girl
Come on and hop in i know you like what

cruising round
The city on the pick up, pick up
I've been getting all your money
This a stick up, stick up

Oh you had a beer?
Never fear, your uber here

Whateva what up
You know Ruff in here
Yeah
Pick and roll
So many bitches we might never see again
Then again
If she bad enough
Then we might wanna

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

Mix Tape, Vol. 1

1998

and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there

gotta
Choose one
Gotta pick 
Gotta choose
I cant handle two
So lets split
Maybe then I 
Can handle you 
Gotta pick 
Gotta choose
I cant handle two
So lets

Momma can't cry no mo
I can't pick sides no mo
Might light the fire, no mo

Please...
Yeah
Can you cut the neg shit please
Pop the Fortnite in, just

shit
Don't let your nigga hear this girl I'm on some playa shit
And if he mad I be outside to pick you and dip

Man you fucking with some real Ps,

(come on over)
By the house so we can get it going
Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein
Could you bring your friend, the one that both like

Move Around

3-2

Moe Life

2003

can't have you around me with that bitch shit
Straight up nigga, get the fuck away from me
Know I'm saying, this Noke D, Noke D's in here
Fuck whoever

doesn't know, she doesn't know
Walking round in white airs
Like she distributing coke
And I dunno who to pick
So I'm like eeny miny moe
He ain't brodie, he

to mothafuckin slide
We out here hustlin riskin our life
I can get you gone by tonight
All I gotta do is hit lil Moe line
And he gone mother fuckin slide
Pull up

a shot at me
Just know I brought the bar out
You gon need assistance
Won’t get home
This ain’t the safe route
Eenie meanie miney moe
I’m on they necks
They

switch it up 
I got this special FN, when it hit you, it’s stopping the breathing, you fucking with nic or sum, pick em up
Switch it up, switch it up

they talkin' about
Can't calm down I'm too wild 
I don't need the smooth sounds I can hit you with the brakes
Lyrical exercise working out lifting

then you'll find out what's up my sleeve
Find leads to the wild things and go sightseeing
Swingin' from a vine tree
Tranquilize me
Recycling? I'm no hype

Ego Trippin'

Unlinked Artist

Rapmasters, Vol. 5: Best of the Word

1989

keith!
They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm
That a baby can pick up, and join, right with them
But their rhymes are pathetic, they