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official, the block miss you
Even if the old crew choose not to rock with you
We was blue-black, stuck in the glue trap
I had to pull my own self up by

G-Joint

Styles P

Time Is Money [Clean]

2006

this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker

Drama

GZA

Words from the Genius

1990

and no gas and much backed up rent
No hot water or heat, and invaded by plenty rats
That'll eat up the average alleycat
He said yeeahhhh boyyyeee,

Sunny Meadowz

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

agents

In the region of the forest where the march hare dwells
I sit and write scriptures by the old wishing well
Collect all my notes and sail a boat

Invasion

Jeru the Damaja

Wrath of the Math

1996

the description
It can't be, so I slides out on em
In ninety-five you gotta catch a nigga, if you want him
One to three, and five to ten
Bullies in blue suits Son

Stray Bullet

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

of blood in circumfrence to her face
And an abundance of brains all over the street
Shame how we had to meet
Dashin, buckin, greet by fuckin family
They

orange yellow hue
Green purple pink blue
Coolin in the shade
While I think of you
Soakin in the sunlight
All around the world
Yeah
Wussup Africa
North

the fuck 
The world a whole ghetto
Take a second look
Your doctor selling dope 
Your office full of crooks
Your job pimpin you
The boys in blue, they want

better
black 64 with a truck full of chedder
picture my homies all born in the ghetto
with a packet off iceburg sweat
listen to me
when my mama stop

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Around here them boys, 'dem don't play (uh)
You can hear the sounds of gun spray erry day
I give 2 fucks by what a bird say

agents watching us
Got niggaz hitting glocks see us I love (?)
See I'm above any nigga that you name
Hop up out the blue thang
With two flames like "What

off
I ain't crip I'm just a blue gray show off
ghetto fab I more than rap for my bucks
keep two 9's on me like Warren Sapp from the Buccs
the word I'm

Chinatown, there's where I found my passion
Now I see me In Brazil, next to my family n' my ghetto
All this fellas have glocks, ""This is Brazil"" said Toretto

brown, Blue black The perfection
Complex dred Help me sense the direction
Blessings rain down Tears fall for protection
Dirt stained hands In a prayer

the Hollies where my bros scream out Wallahi
Off Othello
In the ghetto
Where they shoot just like Carmelo
In the Denver blue and yellow
When he still
Had

making the 6 fall
You aught to know by now, that I am pissed off
For real, ready to spray at a nigga
Pop the trunk, straight AK a nigga
This verse should

it wit the kool aid
I tell her that's the ghetto in you 
She did a line of that cocaine 
That's that white girl in you I

Try to play me for a fool
I

Working at a very young age,
trying to help my parents pay the rent
I grew up in the ghetto where we lived day by day
Blue collar worker, no

It's been hard to see the end in mind 
It's my life sometimes I think of ending mine
Red and blue lights sirens and signs a racing head at night 
I'm

lucky
Guess that's the point riding olo smoking on a doink
Bumping my joint, head bopping to the ghetto tunes
I got the blues lost and thinking bout

With freedom on the mind
Tryin to free up your design
Free from the decline
Brought by ghettos of the mind
Like the out is beats to rhyme on
Or run

built by our grandfathers 
But Karen and her man don't want us with their granddaughters 
All we are are broke stupid ghetto thugs and robbers 
But when

Rich forever like Ross
Dripping hard that sauce, Know I walk in like a boss
Don’t fall out bout hoes we run up them bands
Count up them blues put 10

nigga no overtime for ya
Kill you by the half fuck a 4 quarters
Brining 19 like my name Eddie Royal
Give a bitch the blues like a Kanas City Royal
Owe us