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is staying
Dangerous I'll be planning out and
Pulling capers if I wasn't famous
Stayed up in the mix when facing
Risk I was the one to take it wasn't

the za hit
Nigga still had knot in my pocket
My 45 got took by 12
At the 12
My old homie X wanted to tell
I can tell
Niggas never wished me well
But im

don't pass the ball cuz the way that I look
Can they judge me for my story, not the cover of my book
Check it how I cook mix up the ingredients
Deliver

wrestle, I'm just guessin' that I lost it
And lil' Toosi wasn't lyin', he said love is what it costed
They can't catch me with no shit, if I see 12, then

Success

Judy Kaye

Ragtime [Original Cast Recording] [Bonus Track]

1996

relationship and my career had deceased
It took years to put myself together, piece by piece
And thank God I found a woman that's propitiate with me
And I'll

shakin', yeah
New York vibe with me, she Haitian, yeah
Swaggin' so hard, it's a flagrant, yeah
Swaggin' so hard, it's a flagrant, uh
You fell in love with

some top from a Virgo
Time is money and ion got patience
High as hell 12 flick me we racin'
Choppin' his hoes some like Freddie and Jason
Used to blow

running the set
With old boy with Rolex
But all she get is sex
That leaves her with regret now she lit
I get it you hurt somebody
Probably been hurt by

be my life i know it wasn't right but by midnight i was chasing screams;

I was a bastard, armed robbery or blood splatter, shit it didn't matter just

girl were so tight, I would have swore to you there wasn't no other
Then you broke my heart, pulled it apart, and you left me out in gutter
Been burned

Senseless trace of phony not a great mix
Meet me at the exit I can break tens
No, I don’t wanna help you when the day ends
Barely help myself, this my eighth

How could you tell people that you was holdin' me down
You wasn't holding on shit
I'm treatin life like my music not vocal but imma still sit in

some pocket change
Turn it to rocket made
To take me high as Ariana's vocal range
Yokel boy was local raised
Go for the broke/ they go for fame
I'm

Moneybaggs I ain't makin
From the looks they wasn't feelin' me
Like they were for DMX and Dom Kennedy
Earl had a Sweatshirt Dom rocked an Ice
Cream Tee tank

make me deploy like a bathroom that wasn't in Service
And I do it on purpose, cause with all my lyrics, I got to stay focused
Rapping truly is bogus,

Claremont Lounge

Cool Breeze

The Charm [Advance]

2006

Yeah, It is I
I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that
But beside this motherfucker right here
This motherfuckin' boo

Hey that's me

my hand
I Remember days she was chatting Bout how i wasn't a  man
Now i make it rain on em, All these pearls on her
She let me hit it from the back Ahh

And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around

Hold up let me hit the gas
Fuck im moving way too fast
Fuck i think 12 on my ass
Fuck it lets go do the dash
Fuck her till she get attached
Fuck her

Soundcheck

Grits

Grammatical Revolution

1999

(Hook)
We want the levels pumpin'
The monitors tweakin'
Turn it up the first mic
So we can hear him speakin'
Everybody freaked out
And wiggin for

like I'm Dion
12 askin me I ain't see nun
And my niggas bang blood so you know they can't c-none
Even I though I wasn't gone be none
They ruled it over

Magnum Be I

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

look soft, like cotton, absorb it all up in your head
Yeah soak it up kid now mix this in
I'm on some Off the Wall Beat It, New York turned Dangerous

collidin'
Like spliffs and red giants

Ugh, fuck you goin'?
Nowhatamsayin'
Yo put dat right there
Put dat wit dat
Understan' me?

I be smokin' the haze
Mix it

forgot it
But I'm coming back for everything Im owed, don't you doubt it

I never thought you'd see me here
I had stepped into the game with no fear
Young