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racing
Don't got to admit it, I know you're amazed by my invasion
How I took over the world and made my enemies my neighbors
Turning my haters to fans

(Shinecity AV: I've got the sauce)
I'm rocking them guccis 
Not christian diors
Hand over the goods 
Or we'll take it by force
If it's beef we're ready for war

til you're done
Then like dj khaled says
Another one

black, green all over my outfit
Reppin' Palestine, more than DJ Khaled 
I can never live to see em' suffer
Shout out's to Waheeb, linking up my brothers

The Best'
Ask DJ Khaled
Yeah that cheese stay stacking
Like the Green Bay Packers
I'm gonna need 8 Asprin
And some time alone
If you try to hit me up via

They calling me the main suspect for a robbery
My mom ain't trust me, and really she thought it's me
But I can't blame her, by the time they call me

one
Fuck anybody, everybody
Trying to keep Me from my Money
They ask how I feel about it
How do I deal with the anxiety
That's handed by damn society

trip out how I'm around Devin Haney
You fuckin' everybody, ain't it

Just play it back Frisco, just go ahead and play that back
Go crazy, AG
DJ

Through yo' school sneakers
Body cam freezer
Tear jerker, nigga
City sweeper
Standard issue, unanimous issue
Nigga we is pressed
Tired of hearin’ it like DJ

up that smooth brain of yours like a broken door hinge
We ain't waitin til tomorrow
To make a shit ton of dough
Just by rapping syllables to becoming

in the eyes of beholder
Oh, baby
One more whine and it's over
Girl, I'm hoping we could chill on the sofa

(Woii) yebayeba ehh
We sinning tonight

and then imma say less
And now they keep sendin me rookies and rookies 
Cause DJ Khaled wit it we are the best
And now we gon surely go boogie and boogie

don't gotta rap about knocks over here, cause you know we got them (FACTS)
I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout no cash (NAH)
Don't try to argue with me

through the West and they both meet at the corner and exchange

Over the border he roared 'til it started to shake
Until the mortar, once restored
Lay

Bis vs. Rip

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

supported you like a weight bench
Without me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me love when you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up

away your boo
Train go choo choo you know what it do
What it is my dude you ain't hot like my crew
You then tried to sue but you ended up screwed
Chopped

The new version of DJ Quick in the '90's
My lyricism got these wack niggas
Tryin' to find me
It's crazy, I went from nothing to something
Said I was going

NYC Where I'm From

Eminem

Bulletproof Radio

2007

the strays (yeah)
Everything ain't all gravy, baby, niggas subject to change (uh-huh)
And it gotta be the paper, 'cause niggas is actin' strange (uh-huh,

you be the best like DJ Khaled
Obviously, you can't even make a score
Oh such a poor, I'm in the lead
You taking it slow down
You finna get shot
I'm

Everywhere I go that VETO hang you aint never touching my neck
A ni*** reach for mines it's over like yoga I'll leave you stretch
In the booth like Dj Khaled

Wrote a letter to Suge sayin', "I'm still the nicest"
'Til it's over, I'll be grippin' the pistolas
Sippin' some Crip cola, right where Killer Mike is

stardust
It's chock full of trauma from the scars of those dark cuts
But wait, I've got so much to be thankful for
But I've been stressin' over the negative

this fist
And when it's over, you can take this dick
Wake up with my dick in her hand
I don't give a fuck, where's the stick? Where's the led?
You better

to fuck
Call me Chris Brown I'll beat that shit up
It ain't my fault your girl is a slut
Oh wait wait wait you can't really say that
That shit too explicit