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U Don't Know [Remix]

M.O.P.

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

blue Pampers in a coma, and
Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
(We holdin' it down holmes)

use it to be with the gods
I just been all in my zone
I don't let nobody fuck with me staying in sync
Even when I'm feeling low
I don't be rusting away

In you as a lower stock so they dropped you
The Crypt they fell in love with long ago
That dude is not you take a look around
You're by yourself

the freedom of these
People by any means necessary

Yeah, new Malcolm X, by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream
'Til it turned to a nightmare

With this appetite 
That’s Fam 
Can’t compare the styles cause we don’t rap alike 
Styles said if a nigga need help 
No need to ask it twice 
Toast

raps I'mma shit on
I made my own damn instrumental just so I could show em BAD
So fresh so clean so proper
Home-bred don't need no sponsor
Gotta 'member

The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by

thought I told ya
Is this about that lover
Now you look for closure 

So nani keep your ears open and your eyes peeled
No formula ndio mantra yes but don't

as in plenty, geez
Don't you get it, b
Get it? my energies will never allow my enemies
Or Eminem or any men or even ten MC's to get with me
And it'll be

Right
Hey
Look
I'm on a journey
And nothing's ever stopping my pace
June 2018 had me feeling a way
I toured the world
Tryna delve into my roots

dry
I’m drug in by my tide
It’s been fun I tried
Lord Lord Lord
Blessed self love straight up
You don’t have to look any further
Pray up stay up
Know

what
We love hip hop
Stop, please stop, please
Okay here we go, chu chu, yeah

Holdin' my raps
Olden is golden and black
Extollin' virtues o' rap
With

Gotta run it up

Don't know why they hate
Time to celebrate
I been getting cake
Gotta run it up

I don't need a bank
Need a house by the lake
With some

Flip Flop Rock

Big Boi

The Shoes For Running Tour Mixtape

the whole hood with me (yeah, yeah)

Don't, you, like, to groove
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't, it,

and you know, go with his move
I really don't feel right givin' no good advice cause I'm in the streets thugging
I can get killed or go to jail any day

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

10 Mins.

Joe Budden

Joe Budden [Clean]

2003

is mine
He said call him with his problems
But he don't know that there's always problems, it only gets worse
Like, some dudes get threatened they

you're tryin' to find
To ease the stress from the grind when it's time to unwind
Then look no further, 'cause we just what you need
Doctors orders, call me

And further away
And they just talkin
Always talkin man
But I don’t let them take away anymore
Even if I don’t make it here I know I’m good
I ain’t got a plan

Scary Movies

Eminem

Scary Movie

2000

The rap struck 'em, harder than gettin' hit by a Mack truck and then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for

And today it don't seem like
I'm getting any further
Praying tomorrow we can somehow come
Out of the struggle and need no more hustle
No stumblin cause we all

Nuttin' but fake guys
Looking through fake eyes
I think you should realise
That I don't get phased by them lies
Anyone can talk any shit like them
But I

like a row with a mounty
Or an alchi' driving his Audi to Saudi
Or Bush and Blair making
Rap albums about peace
You're ready for the rumble
Heading for

mine stop, listen up devil
You don't wanna battle me with speed
I practically invented a crypt and
I can't be beat
So grab a seat, when I rap this heat