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On the 110 smashin it ain't no traffic so we racing
What I paid for these jeans could've got another pair of maisons
I ain't shit like the rest that's why it's

fuckin' wit no other guys
Don't ask if we need one more
For me gon let that cutta rise
Ain't trippin' when it's gun smoke
Know I'm standin' by myself
I

fast I ain't never get no rest-bite
Counting up these bills and I'll leave them on the bed side
I blow smoke
Feel like I'm in slow-mo
No tiring, Go go

no time for the silly hoes
See a lotta titties, when the girls come to see C-los
Hatas wanna see me go, they really wanna be me though
Cant stop wont

a scholar she won't be a doctor
She dance to no hands, she go crazy for flocka
Like what should I do, the other one eyeing me up, but this one said she wanna

the heavenly terms
In which I'm trying turn ya onto?
No man's ever gone to God's presence by ascending into heaven
Except Emmanuel who was up there first

the nana like a battery
No chains on my words make you feel like you sitting by the ray
Splash in a planet full of Ashes
Dust to dawn passes I tried fasting

None above the rest
They've sought for ways to harm us
Unable to grasp what they've been aiming for

I see what they have planned this whole time
They

the Witch of the Westmereland that dwells by the winding mere."
And it's weary by the Ullswater and the misty Breakford way,
'Til through the cleft in

construction 
ct Scholar East, the funds I be reinvesting 
cll these rappers sound the same, quit playing with your boy I don't cap like the rest of them 
I just

evidence that They'll produce
I see your not represented by Counsel, are you okay with that
When the state is done with the Witnesses, they'll rest their

In our wallets they're thinkin we got commas,
Really in back pockets we're carrying deep traumas
Hang-tied us, by our own trousers
Seen as outsiders,

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

The rollers gave chase at a serious speed, one more conviction was all I need
This shit was for real, it was no La-Di-Da-Di
'Cause the boys had to pin

been drowning in an ocean full of hopelessness 
Drinking Henny right out the bottle, let's have a toast to it

I'm by myself
There's no self-doubt

and revelations of her call to rest in glory
October the thirtieth yeah we were getting weary
Obscene deep struggles untold unseen
Paps called me at a quarter

canvas
No time,no time for this
You're mine,no time for us
Love blows in the wind
Like a dollar
Better than these niggas
I'm always poppin' my collar
Bad

Wid ah big spliff that'll leave you high for a thousand moons
Thousand moons
No rest on the mission cah you know that money don't snooze
Money don't

10 Million Ways

Mack 10

Mack 10

1995

it can't deny it in the tiots was a looter
Used to hang with drive by shooters, stick 'em up for Honda scooters
Never was a scholar, make you throw

with my pride but, now I got a broken nose
And no time to go blow for blow when I'm rhyming
The fucking' holy ghost was co-writing, bent like scoliosis

Better bet I'm ballin'
Roster full of scholars
Nigga, don't play no games
Nigga run up on you cocked
Aim for that brain
Secure the bag bitch I need all

What have I done?
Watch for the gun pow!

Nah man a nuh me

I'm fucking up now
But what am I to do,
I'm mad as fuck
But I ain't turning blue
Kick

Content though you're going nowhere

I don't wanna live like the rest of them
No one should settle for second best
Even when it feels like it's hopeless

the minds of man
We go on searching for God, when we have finally lost ourselves
Congregations of hysterical witnesses
No longer blind to the visions in

And go and ask God
Yet I think it's just a rough time
For an alumni who went and graduated
On top
And made him a scholar
Who was scraping for pennies