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hands for Mr. Bennett
That racket over the net, ooh, give me my tennis
Shoes, give me a minute, ooh, I can't be tardy
My class is already started, they

one and done (Love you mom)
We've gotta make a change
You hear me things can't remain the same
We need more equality on some many levels  it's

Why They

Cam'ron

Public Enemy #1

2007

this kid
He a fraud, the city morg, gone claim his wig
Wanna be famous? well the game is rigged this is harlem
Were we scramble crack, beef come handle

Like shit down the john got no nowhere to run so you only perform to ya mom
What's up Typhoon in ya ear with another car bop got you jumping out of ya

get cream, like Mr. Softee
But it's too obscene to be seen, but they never called me
And niggas wanna taunt my skill
Appreciate life, cuz poverty's real

the streets
If it were up to me
If it were up to me
If I could
I'd steal from mr. hedge fund and drop it off to some single moms and dads
Who work 3-3
If I

to pops, moms, and auntie...
B.F.L.Y 
The kid 'bout to be high, the fam 'bout to be alright
'Cause nigga I got the ball now 
Referee I make the calls now

to pops, moms, and auntie...
B.F.L.Y 
The kid 'bout to be high, the fam 'bout to be alright
'Cause n*gga I got the ball now 
Referee I make the calls now

of Valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by

the drugs in my mind
All the damn time
Wish I'd over dose
But I cannot stand by
While y'all live life
Thinking that I'm a joke
I'm mr clean with this shit
His

and Banati
In a tracky with a stick the sliding like It's hockey
We pull out the shotties get to spraying laying bodies
Lil bro you karate kid and I'm Mr

stop
Till the bop gun get dropped son
Bet not run
Unless suns
Worryin your moms
About if you gonna make it out
Scream it loud
From the buildings

went by the numbers
Splish splash, got a wet jumper
Tic tac, what you have for supper
Oh that's halitosis

Laughing all the time, so they ask me what

that I'm Tony
Call me by your name, you know it gets sloppy
I call your Dad and he gives me that -
I treat a bitch like it's Bop-It
Fill in your bitch

Nigel Uno Ft. cJE $MD [Prod. By Just J]

{UrzTruly.Pablo}
cnd ta top it off, if i lose faith den da block iz lost, cop sum new drip den dat cop iz

the type of dude who wanna fuck then get your ass pegged
I'm the type of guy to make a half court but not a middy
Punching my hips when I bop but there's no

Look, cross your arms and bop like this with me
This one time I had to do it, but another time
First time, I ain't really like how I did it
Yeah,

a pound
I run my city, you boys just clowns
I was lost as a kid, but now I'm found
I gotta pop shit, I've been down for a while
I could run this bitch, I'm

Good

Ghostface Killah

Hip-Hop Violinist [Bonus Tracks]

2005

Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list)
This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (As Mr. Maygreen... good evening...)

the beginning
GO!

I'll never fall off, I'll never lose my skill
I'm a Gemini man, diagnosed as too ill
2 L's when I smoke, Mr.Smith with steel
I'm an Ice Cube

a hun
Fail a hunid then we tryin 101 and it's soundin like

This is for our daughters
This is for our sons
This is for the kid without a father or a mom

hatchet
Read a story 'bout my last murder, trying to match it
I ain't never been wrong
Slap the piss up out a punk front of his kids and his mom
(True

got our back no matter the attack
Just call us by our name Morphinator, Professor c, Mr. Biggs
We're the superhero kids.

Hook

We the Fusions (3x)

up the ball left by Big and 2Pac 
Mister Mathers
Here's a letter in a method never sent rather 
I only drank half a fifth with the kids in the van, sir