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have to let it dismiss
Little bit of a newsflash life ain't bliss
It's complicated not too simp
Yeah this beat is groovy
Me I stay alone and smoke

me speak
Yeah he knows my vision
Surgical lines this a brand new incision
Yuh
Pick up the pace picking me outta the bunch
I never had this much
Time

to play these games no more
Yeah, I move too fast little bitch
You moving way too slow
So hop up and ride it
She loving me cause I'm fly like a pilot
Brand

to play these games no more
Yeah, I move too fast little bitch
You moving way too slow
So hop up and ride it
She loving me cause I'm fly like a pilot
Brand

a turban (go, go)
And that boy got hit with a turban
Yeah, hop in a brand new turban, yeah
Told 'em, "I feel so alive"
Yeah, if that was yo' thot on my road

fuck other hoes
It doesn't mean you can cheat on me
Bitch you crazy
Drop ten grand on a brand new chain
That's the way, Diamonds sway, ya
On a plane,

Yeah, all those conversations we had in our bed are gone
You were just a simulation by my side up all night long
Now there ain't no concentration, I

Yeah, I get bread by the loafer, I got the sauce like salsa
Said I got drip, so will, you can follow that shit
This B.C. drip, got two cups, then I got

Scenes from the Mind

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

a hip-hop shack
And you moved the masses or they moved you out the back
Slack with the skills and you'll never pay the bills
Buying up the brands with

On gang, bitch-bitch, we swervin'
Hop out a SCAT, all black matte
Hop out, woo
Gang, gang

The opps got a party, I just got the loc'
I bet you we beat

keep hearin' the
Flows but miss the meanin', wait
Gave y'all the takeover
Found out I was what hip-hop needs
Legendary soul
Got all my soul searchin'

Friday

Fatal

In the Line of Fire

1998

Hook
[Verse 3]
Fake lies, close ya eyes,
Nigga die in the dark
You little hip hop cop,
Playin` spy in the park
We turn schemes to cream
Cause we

really shameless
Can you really blame em
Cop it cause he famous
Months late on payments

Put it on lay away
Off-white brand with bathing ape
All

a bastard
So, far ahead cuz I got this shit mastered

You need a thesaurus to hop on my flow
I'm killing with words that you barely know
Learned more

few scars on my knuckles
'Cause I live fast always and
I ain't even buckle
Hop that little picket fence and get
Some mud up on them Marriott's
And get

obsessive about your notes Because your writing is pretty awesome and I respect that in so many ways and I'm so awed by it and people don't understand that

to the top
We own it
Fuck all the ops
We take what's rightfully ours
We make it rain
We make it shower

Hop in my brand-new car
Skirt
Skirt
Do your best to try

Failures apart the process I know one day I'm gon win I know it it fasho
Feel like my soul tryna travel to hell ever since then little demons came

and pop it

I'm confiscate your brain if you fucking with my profit
I'm hop out with that stick and introduce them to some hot shit
On the block with 30

While you're simply sittin round
With your head down to the ground
Why not add a little flare
When it seems like nothins there

Add a little passion

Collude/Intrude

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

rock pastel 

Got your hip-hop essence out of the Cross Colours catalog 

while I launch technology 

Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my

none to Master, Arts
Bastards said we'd never make it, we just told em "fucking watch"
Hop into my Golf, race into the night like Brands Hatch
Traction

Check it out...
As we go a little something like this
Come on...

Something's going on
Cause I...
Feel we don't belong
And I...
Think it's best for

just like an angel
And she likes to cook beside me
So every night we
Hop in that king size
Stay up a little longer
Make up for all that lost time
When it