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5 Boroughs

Redman

The Corruptor [Original Soundtrack]

1999

next?
Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest
Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see
If you can hold your

graduate
With no side hustle still
I'm broke

Got no pay from shows
Dependent on my parents too
Most cash I invest in the music
You'd barely see me
Hanging

Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow 
By my

Doin' What Comes Natur'lly

Irving Berlin

Top Hat White Tie & Tails: The Irving Berlin Songbook

1997

he thinks of the moon or what is on his mind

That comes naturally
That comes naturally

My uncle out in Texas
Can't even write his name
He

around with these plonkers and empty divas
My peoples educate me I educate them it's teamwork
Cheaper by the doezen we buy in bulk then we clean up
I could

want to do right now?
Write a couple verses
Figure out what life is
See I'm from I-N-Dia
Look in the mirror
Evidently I see
Ebony & Ivory
MC like AZ
DJ

Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like

I don't have time to write raps replying to trash
I'll meet a whole team, yeah they trying to cap, I'm concrete but my demons hide in the cracks, I

custies living large
You're a star but you live life in between a rock and a hard place
One day fate will pull your card, it's a spark how it starts 
Then

here is underground
but I know that we are over ground
(We gon' get this money, fuck that shit!)
Yeah, holla at your boy (one time boyyyy)
Eat honey

NOW—I WANT TO SLEEP ON THE BEACH IN SAND

I WANT TO MOVE TO THE ISLANDS—I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE DRY LAND


(BRIDGE)

OPEN UP YOUR COWBOY CHAKRA—LET

alive
You can see it In my eyes, when I write I tell no lies
Puttin in that overtime, tryin to make the stars align
Im gone rhyme until I find, that

that you threw it all away
The same old story, a pattern of deceit
Your chorus bores me but still i tap my feet
It moves right through me as it passes by

on this track
Up in this bitch, up in your bitch
Let's get it, yuh

I gotta fan
Up in my room
Makes it all cold
Makes it feel like a tomb
I am your dad
Here

Lost and Turned Out

Outlawz

Neva Surrenda

2002

[ Napoleon ]
I know this young nigga who love to keep his gun in his pants
14, little Ant will snatch your shit to enhance
He lost his moms

the whole playground jumping like a trampoline
I’m ready to the fullest write your name on these bullets
Just so i can give your ass something to read out

a covenant I put on every tribe
Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe
Nobody gon' abide by your rule
Nobody holding your gun
How come your tongue say
"killa" then

I've seen a lot of things in my life
A lot of ups and downs
Made a lot of mistakes
No matter what, you've always been by my side
You've always

don't even know your name
But I still remember the way
That I couldn't feel you in between my legs
I had every opportunity to leave
I should have followed

Lunch Time Cypher

Hopsin

Knock Madness

2013

tryna build the buzz
Hop is in the building, cuz
Step to me up on this battlefield, you know I will erupt
Didn't change, I'm still a nut
The girls

all tend to frustrate me
Make me do something they have tried and cannot make me
I'm sorry, what's your name? At this time it seems to escape me
Shake

some skipped and others left alone
I write your name in the sand, it's washed away before the end

I'm not giving you another chance. To hold my hand -

No Shame in My Game

Gang Starr

Daily Operation

1992

you, then you told your friends you saw me
Well say what you want 'cause all of mine is intact
In fact I'll have you open like a hooker's gap
I like

South... West... So bold and restless
The corners he roamed alone still speak his legacy
How I wish I knew you
Unroll the map of all your dreams
This ardent