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I Ain't Havin' That

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness 
(Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans 
And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been

it
I'll fight you for it

On fire
Defrosted
But never a flake
Call me Tony
A tiger
Man I'm feeling great
Put food on your plate
I write till it's late

turned our backs on you
Ain't nobody gonna hold your hand
There's only one set of footprints in
The sand and they're yours
You can choose to walk or
Roll

chain
Cuz I'd take that over a Grammy any day
Respect is always earned, ain't nothing you could pay
And if you write your name in stone it will never be

answer
As you breached, I chose not to speak up
Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired
I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya
If

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name

Oi P, man, come on
You've been waiting for this
Moment your whole career
I retaliate and you don't even
Retaliate in the same week
I heard some shit

America

Casey Veggies

Macadelic

2012

as a loaded gun
And I'ma shoot somebody in the face if they too slow to run
Mac Miller, I'm the only one
But I'm the coldest one, this is pandemonium

Got

town
Now these bitches want me around
Nigga I'm   Counting it all up by the Grand
It was all in the plan
Whiles Theirs blood in the sand
I'm turning g

the
Building turn them sprinklers on again
I leave your whole clique wet
Thought we died but now I'm in the born again
Swing my nine again, I ain't finished yet

know how I play it, nigga
Red October Ye' a nigga
Loud moving slow I had to yay it, nigga
Still ill when I write it
When they don't name me top
Five I

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

come firs see oh curse me! It's Jersey! 
Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in 
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's 
No lights

sales makin
Niggas act like that
Back in the days we could scrap
Now you lay on your back
As things changed with time I traded
In my knuckles for a Mac

she says she
Gets cold a lot

Next door to her is the Canarsie
Dressing room I actually grew
Up in Canarsie it's still a
Dump and inside is Usher
Who

Hands of a Dead Man

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed fool 
This your first time in jail nigga gone need some friends 
By the way youngster what's your name

You see when you're growing up I
Think the most important thing
To you is finding an identity
That resonates with your peers
And in best case

a piano, a guitar?
Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog
You can live at the mall
I can see the evil, I can smell it
I know it's illegal i don't think

kicked game and knocked the hoe
A lil' dick love in bitch
By the name of ???
I really did'nt kick no game
All I said was hey
She tourned around
Half ass

of Onegin invented by Pushkin
Sure, and
Now we know each other’s names
Hey
You’re three days
older than me and
There are no obstacles left between us
I mean

stacks in a rubber band
We turn to sand, some is Fam and some is your mans
Caught in a jam and the plan was to laugh and dance
And never had a good chance,

i'm sitting in sand sitting in guilt surrounded
by the abandoned work frame of the house of guilt
and first founded
having astounded my neighbours with

His mother came here only to see her offspring sore
With flying colors youngest brother of three
Same story as me born and raised in DC, uh
I write my

I'm N Motion

Mac Dre

Young Black Brotha

tapes when they put me in jail 
Straight, from the C E double L 
Nevertheless, funky fresh, boy I'm never stale 
Pumpin your brain up with game gettin'