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you blind you can find a way
Come and take the mic, rhyming by the light of day
Til I ride out the horizon Imma say
Baby what you wanna do
It's been

Throwin it back
Bustin the .45 like I was Paul
I stay viciously strapped, boy
Making bitches eat bitches
I ain't talking cunnilingus
Now you sleepin with

out yo sleep
Don't scream
Huh
Said I'm coming to eat
Raise your standards come and fuck wit me
Boy ima g
Ha, im playin'
Jokes aside im the main one
Top

as
You give 'em your heart
(Give 'em your heart) she leave me today
She'll be back by tomorrow
Had to boss up, I wasn't taking no job

Who would they call?

break up
Sometimes it gets hard
All that they want is to tear us apart
Cause we be out of the way
They just mad they be out to hate
Girl let's eat out

heart out your a wolf under the moon
I hate when you say I love you too soon
I hate when you do not play by my rules
No more chances, no more redo's
And I

Bailey's
When God's head is hauled, say the bells of St. Paul's

But God knows God's dead, said the voice in your head

I recognized that voice, though I'd

Once it is found then I'm clearing the room
Niggas wanna beef, better make your best move
Fans on the heaters, got to keep the shit cool
Tied with

just charge them
If you rat and we around we keeping it solid
You gonna run out of time
And it's Jean Paul Gaultier chains on my collar
If I take another

operate
Coz the system is a mess
Wicked world
Man eat man society she you can’t trust no one not even your friend
Wicked world
Watch the news everyday

The box opened, empty, the steps up to your door
Rosetta memories, the heart it pines for more

With the wheel in my hand, I will follow 'round these curves

Swing Ya Rag

Swizz Beatz

Atl Under Fire

eat ya heart out (sucka' nigga)
I'm too advanced super swag, and my Louis pants
Falling on my Louis shoes, shirt match my Louis rag

Alright (alright)

Swing Ya Rag [Explicit Album Version]

Swizz Beatz

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

eat ya heart out (sucka' nigga)
I'm too advanced super swag, and my Louis pants
Falling on my Louis shoes, shirt match my Louis rag

Alright (alright)

Radio Raheem
And I might come and slap him out of nowhere like…
I'll eat all your milk
And drink all the silk
And I will get you kilt
If you touch my

It's Time

Kurupt

Kuruption! [Clean]

1998

fucking wit' no fucking suckers 

You's a live ass snitch  

Well shame on the name we might bust your shit 

And throw mad game nigga and push your

questioned if He really did now I believe it
And on that note I know I'm being
Less like Paul more like Peter
Tell Him I'll never deny Him and then I do if

the pen I might write it out of spite
Bite the bullet while I take over your part
Run it up cause I'm fucking winning
Something's up if I ain't been living

ain't built for my people
In god's eyes we are created equal
You let the devil put hate in your heart
Consumed, I knew you would be doomed straight from

or hide, without conscience of your acts
Social movements, activists, insurgent alterity, fighting the homogeneity
Established by the hegemonic bastards

From a dark place i see the light
Niggas running up on park place
Every night you got the narc chasing
The feds place every night
It'll have your heart

Of fuckin’ Snoop's house
Shag carpet like the van when
Fred and Daphne rolled out
That's why I act like Shaggy, smoke a bleezy
Hunt for ghosts
Get possessed,

I Want You

LL Cool J

Radio

1985

under my pillow
You walk by my window, I see your silhou-ette
Candle light is what I desire
But all I get to do is fix your flat tyre
When you ring my

Weak Become Heroes [Album Version]

The Streets

The Streets: Weak Become Heroes [Remix]

2003

Turn left up the street
Nothing but gray concrete and deadbeats
Grab something to eat, Mickey D's or KFC
Only one choice in the city, don't voice

a game of charades
I think your wife is pretty basic for a super model
Took my precious time just to read her like a novel
Now I think I'm 'bout to eat her