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why I ain't heavy mobbin'
Got a low-key crib, cause bitches retarded
Repeat in they head, they with you
On some all day shit, too much talkin'
They get

Dark or day, asleep or awake
I feel heavy on the inside with memories of late
Those words you spoke were not okay
So don't come up with a sorry

and Clyde 
We bump the bass and the volume every time that we ride 
It's like the best stimulation, but that's an aside 
And I am killing the game, but I am

to hastily
Talking steady pull up when you ready now that I go the bass and it heavy
Pocket Percocet you pop one already
I'm smoking that gas till my eyelids

True to Me

Brownstone

From the Bottom Up

1995

sacrifice my groove, I'll never change my song
And by the way I'm doing this song 'bout you're staring
What does the music have to do with what I'm wearing

it
A nigga don't change by no means heavy thoughts and the screams
Somedays I'm pretending it's concluded of the ending
In my genes I got right gremlin

I kept it real with all my g's
And now I shine by any means
Every day's a struggle when surviving on these streets
Trynna get my people out where

dont give a f**k!
(THEY WANT US TO)

No I cant turn it down,
I think the knob broke,
Bumpin' that Jeezy with the bass,
I think my speakers blown!
But

People jumpin, 
Bass thumpin,
cint it sumthin, 
Like it's nothin, 
Super tough,
Smooth but rough, 
Can't get enough, 
RL'F off the cuff, 
In THE Brand

on right of my hip
Bitch I gun him down if the pussy got lip
Heavy artilla no heart with a heart hitter if you step in my crib
Rookie bite down on that belt

Why they hatin'
Call me Mr.T
With the A team
J, R, Z
We get artsy
They run the shop I'm Chef Boy RD 
It's like Wheel of Fortune
Get spins and you get

There might be war so the mike ready for my heavy pen please
Let me write, record another record for heavy weapons, in
Sixty seconds, sixteen is up

Smoking on that wedding cake I can taste it
Room thick with smoke, need some ventilation
Smoking on that wedding cake I can taste it
Room thick with

a room
That's been empty,
Bass turn your brain to spaghetti,
You fuckin with ugly Betty
Bitch you really petty,
Know I fuck with the people
That can keep

Minutes You don't got many
That's the problem think you got plenty of time
It might get messy but ready you should get ready
Bass hitting real heavy
1738

we goin steady
Can you tell i fuck with it heavy
Its xeno time haha
Its xeno time

cause girl I'm not still over you
Need to find distractions so to kill the time here's what I'll do

I'll write songs with microphones
Heavy tones

what put ya hole sallery 
 1 by 1 i'm Freddy on da beat 
 slew them son we ready for the heat 
 pitiful it is but i din't say sh... 
 heavy on da biz

Poly Sci

John Forté

Poly Sci

1998

[Forte'   Speaking] 



Political science... 

The study of politics  mixed with science... 

Speak on it  baby... 



[Jeni Fujita

know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They

steady with the chase
I ain't really ready for this phase
I just like the look up on your face
When we ridin' round bangin' harder than the bass
I'll say

views til you really blue up in the face
Raise a glass in the air if you can relate
Kinda crazy what I really do with a loop and bass
It was way back

With my guy in the Box Chevy
He got a job, used to move rock steady
Windows shaking when the bass drop heavy
Nigga driving like he the black Tom

a deadman's heavy
I'm blacking out hear the ringing in my ears
The Devil is taxing now pay the toll with your tears
My fear living long enough to be like daddy