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rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure, when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was

up this morning to a real big blunt
Thick-ass bitch with a real big butt
Had to kick the bitch out like, bitch, get up
Uh-huh
Said the wrong name, got

The Juggla

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

1992

Well, you know the Juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up?
Road by me

start out with a fight
Sometimes I can't get it right

You're something special
You're something I want
You're something that I feel like
I can't live

grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out

'm the Georgia Rambler
I get my kicks off of living by the plans that you fucked up again
I'm an 18wheeler, i'm a 49er
I get my kicks off of living off the land

Got Beef

Snoop Dogg

Tha Eastsidaz

2000

we'll be fuckin' you up
And to you bitches who be thinking y'all could slide by
With that punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye
I fuck a bitch up faster

Bitch Ass Nigga

Mobb Deep

Juvenile Hell

1993

wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick sex
Who's next, bitch ass nigga?

Bitch ass nigga nah you don't want none

Kick it when I'm wicked and all

side
Clip is extended I spray it like Lysol
It kick just like hiya
Make the wrong move you could lose ya life dog
I shine with the lights off
It took me

much problems
Then shawty I gotta get rid of you
These hoes wanna fuck off my tennis shoes
Like Tamia lil shawty im into you
And I cannot live fast cause

N.Y. State of Mind, Pt. 2

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography

1999

where's your heart?
Hustlers starve, they bust a U-ey, I jog
To my building, come out later wearin' camouflage
See the sergeant and the captain, strangle

on the pond
Well.. not for long
I step to the dish
I'll make it quick
You think that you got someone cooking
Won't get me looking
Nah
I swing out my shoes

You pussy ass nigga you better evacuate
Street Music we ain't never had time for fakes everything we do is great
Get the fuck up out my face I aint got

act out in Order to get by
You'd rather act like the people You sit by
Not the ones you came with
You on that lame shit
Centuries later Niggas doing

into me
Some might say it's the caffeine
But I know by the way them scriptures hit
The whole world gon' hear your name
So I step out
Don't feel no shame

game when I kick it with the gang
You ain't in the frame, been up on a different page
And the proof is in the bag, yea we are not the same no
We are not

Yeah
Oh Yeah
Mmmmmm
Yeah
Yeah
Realest up in my city you talking shit but ain't living
I catch him by himself now he on the street missing
They pillow

Everything's Gonna Be Alright

Naughty by Nature

Nature's Finest: Naughty by Nature's Greatest Hits [Clean]

1999

get a job, nappy hair was not allowed
My mother couldn't afford us, she had to throw me out
I walked the strip, with this here clip, who wanna hit?
I

niggas ain't real, they fake like a phony
How you gon' pose on that car and you don't even own it
They know I'm the realest from out of the city
They know

endings
You gotta hand it to me though I'm out to get it
Sometimes you never see it comin'
Sometimes they put on a show for public
Sometimes they talk but

Hahahaha
I have no clue what the fuck that was
Hahahaha
Aye Run That Shit Up Chase
And fuck if you don't feel me you gon have to get me Uh Uh
I'm gon

Sade 
Envy and jealously all y'all niggas see
Get out my way
You should get out my lane 
I just need time away
Used to live a dream now I'm out here

the perfect mix
I get the tool to balance out after it kick
I gotta couple nighas wit da smoke they wit da shit
Overcast but it still get hot
in Atlanta they'll

Then let out my pain nd start purgin like Freddy
Got a hallow to pop you confetti
I'm feeling like Flock when I up in gissupies
We look up to membas