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i remember that one time 
Hev called on my way from port authority to atlantic city 
and he was like 'jess you been writing?'
'just remember don't

talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble
Down along the planner
And then his son told me
"Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinse

talkin' now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble
Down along the planner
And then his son told me
"Put down the drink dawg"
I got the rinks

puller
Do you back up what you say you do?
Or Mr. Shoulda-Woulda?
Do you give back to the hood you from?
Or run, go to the jeweler?
When you got beef,

got shot by they own
AI cross got 'em shook, huh (AI cross got 'em shook)
Workin' out with the big dogs
With the weight, now watch me cook, huh
Top

If his words ain't meant sorry
Tell everybody we ain't the Same 
The life Kajuga lies in the Rain
That's something we got Prevail
That's a disclosure

I just rent a scooter then I, ride
I got my homie, yeah my shooter by my, side
I got a whip but it ain't much, it still be, live
And when we get

want
(I got what you really want, I got it)
Puff and pass don't waste the blunt
(Don't waste it)
This that Summer time blues
(Aye, alright, aye, alright

gots get my piece of the pie 
Until my demise 
So I sacrifice moments of my life 
Just to get to one culminated by only a smile 
Is it worthwhile 
Yea I

I got cold feet
Running through the summer in the hot heat
Didn't see it coming but it saw me
I can't believe it took me by surprise

Heartbeat

Life Goes On

Paris

Sonic Jihad

2003

skippin' bail, helluva start
Could it be them, bitches was hatin' 'cause our skin was too dark?
Handed down his sentence, he got no reason to live

Ain't a better duo than Chop and Frost
Knock it off
We broke the doors right down
Now the locks is off
We took the game by storm
And to top it off
We

WHEN HE FEAST
START AT YA FEET
AND SPIT OUT YA TEETH
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON?
AND BY THE END YOU GON' KNOW THE SONG
SENSI STARR HOT LIKE A LOADED GUN

Summer of ´73

Summer was coming in seventy three
Four friends on a holiday finally free
Travelled by train got less money to spend
The Atlantic

get socked in the mouth everybody's got a plan
And then they scram
Screaming - No! Open up a can of whoop a you know what on a hoe
But this ain't Merry

on you when they see you hit dat dougie right?
cin't nobody fuckin' with my bro from Morningside
He go by Bubba and he hit dat dance like thunder
I ain't

Heard of Me

Plies

Da Realist [Clean]

2008

But I'm the new owner of these fuckin streets 
Go by da name of Plies have you heard of me?

[Verse 2:]
Nigga since me everybody body claiming REAL

the right tool
Yeah speedo on nigga
Bikini on a bee everybody free
Fun got no fee 
Never catch feels (Never, never never)
Haha Nayi le summer ayeye maziwe

as the Atlantic
I got a medical advantage
They're gigantic and I'm playing all my cards
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Was looking for something I lost

ninjas did
Your laughter is a clanging in my ears
But my anger's misdirected by haranguing all my peers
'Cause i saw the dude who took it, he looked a tad

nights like these
We lookin for the fees
And I’m wit my team
Riding on them forgiato’s, whips too clean
We chillin by the fire pit
Everybody laughin, got

Chopper moving, nigga blow 'juana
You get hit down at Four Summers
I got niggas from the debt to winnin'
Chopper proof, nigga poor to winnin'
You be

Teach Me How to Dougie

Cali Swag District

The Kickback

2011

gonna be on you when they see you hit dat dougie right?
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my bro from Morningside
He go by Bubba and he hit dat dance like

Ecce Homo

Titus Andronicus

Local Business

From the Atlantic to the Pacific
Now I'm begging you on my knees
Please don't make me get down and sniff it
Cause if I got more comfortable
Surely,