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And build my network til its stupid
And consistently drop raps (yeah)
Ain't nothin' given or handed out
And you can't stay hot in this game without

diminished
They sit down in the back of
A house clouded with smoke
"You'll get a couple G's if you
Kill this bitch" they were told
He owes us a lot of money

with him
And then he drop a hot song and
Every rapper want a gram with him
Nigga I couldn't picture that
With a filter on he the cash cow
They trying

had the world in your hands, what would you change?
You see-I think about sophistic stuff
At the same time, don't give a fuck
Ain't nobody ever been

Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out

Oh girl, this boat is sinking,
There's no sea left for me,
And how the sky gets heavy
When you are underneath it
Oh, I want to sail away from

Motive 4 Murder

Twista

Mobstability

1998

bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to snap

Here come the big pay back
Looking up

keep my soul safe but it ain't easy)
Who would want a cold grave? Never ever leave me
(Angels by my side, hope they'd never ever leave)

I speak

discouraged by the ring on my finger?
Would be sad though
Would you all be willing to destroy yourself, or will people stay so sleepy?
I want to know will they

Middle of the Night

Eightball & MJG

Tha Remix Album

2005

it, you and me, in the middle of the night

[Hook]
In the middle of the night, you can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back

Hit me up
Any time of day
We could go to the mall or to Santa Fe
Doesn't matter anywhere that you want
Don't speak just think I can see what you

Shorty I'ma real nigga and I'ma rapper
You said I'm fresh shorty I'm dapper
I'ma set the scene I want you you to adapt in
Fam at graduation I'ma need

Turnt in this bitch, I'll tell you
Pull this glock out and this bitch 'hot n ready' (ready)
Bitch I drip sauce like dressin'
Take ya bitch phone

deserve a diss

I do want my money back but here's a little tip
Fix your lies and hairlines before people send you clips
Two types of shots from cops, you

was 1:20
"I already give you my lunch money, what more do you want from me?"
He said "Do not fuckin' run from me, you'll just make it worse!"
I got all

want no hands outs we don’t need no favors
Business is booming you tell by the layers
Ladies galore come in all different flavors
Up for whatever don’t

playin
When I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight back to the hot block
Flight in a half
If I'm out there

Stop by the swap meet
Then take you back to the crib to make beats
Show you the city sites
Dinner and candlelight
Cause soon as I recoup
Feed you fresh

them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in bottles of yack
and a quarter ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to snap
here come the big pay back
looking up

them bitches
drowning all my sorrows in bottles of yack
and a quarter ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to snap
here come the big pay back
looking up

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

face
Deep enough to jump the states
Stuff him in the trunk escape
- you want a problem
Fuck the bass, up the stakes
Everything I wear is up-to date loyal

try and come for me
If you do, that's the final recipe
Of the MC Pooja formula
Green just like grass, that's raw stuff
Never have that raw
I don't have

the pot in my sock, I don't milly rock
Crack in the back, 9-5 south, Philly spot
Damn, Philly spot getting really hot
Phones getting tapped, it's a wrap,