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of fakes, here to replace
They cheer me and wait, until they hear a mistake
I don't wanna lose my drive so I'm steering away
Plus I got a call saying that

Take What's Yours

DMX

Harlem World [Clean]

1997

spit 
Make a nigga "G" flick, classic criminal 
Keep a gat by my genitals, thugs love me 
So don't get splashed for the minimal 
We never vest up, be

Heat

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

Turn it down nigga, hot shit
Yea

Messenger in the Metropolis, apocalypse here and now
Niggas know the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I

(yeah, yeah)

People always told me, "be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts"
And mother always told me, "be

This Side

EarthGang

Mirrorland

2019

the city screamed for

We havin' fun on this side
Whole lot of love on this side
Know you wanna come on this side
Know you wanna hop on this ride
We

How could you turn your back on me
Just like I just don’t exist
You see me moving forward
And now it’s making you pissed
I think I feel in love with

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

If you wanna say the word is bond
Word is bond then I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme soft like the other hunter
Heather Hunter, fake a gang bang

You in the head of a young king
My trainers worn out from trying to run things
I mean you never really know with this life
You never know the places

All Your Love [Edited Version]

K'La

All Your Love

2011

you can take 

But how the hell can we be lovers 
If we don't even love each other 
If we're down for one another 
We qotta find a way to cover

like goin' against God
And I ain't gotta make excuses, why
I don't fuck whoever, whatchu wanna do about it
Thought not, fuck around get crossed out
You

Is a Playa

Pimp C

The Sweet James Jones Stories

2005

lick ya where he don't, and suck real hard on yo' nipple
My game is sharp as a cicle, she love my pickle
And if you gave her a dime, nigga she gave me

Fist, the wrist
And a neck full of the gold stuff
Pockets thick and we never get enough
Rougher than a rock
Tougher than new drum skins
Turn you big bad

wanna see Your face
Don't turn away
Or pass on by, pass on by
I done felt the cold breeze
Wrap me up in Your wings
Wrap me up in Your wings
Every day,

the homie Floyd, I feel they hunting for niggas
They don't love me, mama, everyday we under attack
Knowing I try to turn away, I might get shot in the back,

the sex I wanna hear you love me 
Don't send it in a text baby girl what's next
I'm just praying for the best, My time is goin come
I'm climbing up

the internet 

Why do you do it tho?
What do you mean?
Why do you live like a peasant,
If you wanna be king?

The truth is 
You gotta start with nothing
Create

live)
Then you know that a young nigga with the shit (with the shit)
You can ask the opps how a nigga is (a nigga is)
You can ask the last nigga got

piss in the rain
I don't wanna go out and get pissed up again
Your sick to your stomach why
Cos I'm sick in the brain
I'm fucked do I turn to drugs fresh

Can't take you serious 
Can't take you serious
Can't take

There's still some stuff I wanna say to you (yeah)
Roll up on that coochie like an animal

do this bid
And out that gate
In the lot stuff you with all my kids
Then you ask
How you make this fake reality come true
How you turn on me when I had

some shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight

'Til Makaveli returns, it's All Eyez On Me
(What do we have here now?)
And you can hate it or love it,

VERSE

Well I’ll be...damned..shit crazy...they don’t want me to make it,
They don’t want me to surface to rise from the basement,
Time gettin

that's holding you
Kissing and consoling you
I know we're young but girl I wanna grow old with you
Ain't been in love
But girl I know it's true
No matter

off your holster and your gat and let's scrap
But porkey the pig don't wanna get em up
Unless you got your hands in some cuffs
Will i break the law if i