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beginning's comin'
Niggas been had drive, had to get the engine runnin'
You either die chasin' dreams or you gon' live for nothin'
Shit, nigga I'd get

Y'all youngsters don't know nothin' about Logic
Back in my day, motherfucker, he was that motherfuckin' nigga
It was Logic, Michael Jackson

to the hills, to the back of the tracks 

A-A-ask them hos, did I do that? 

I'm coming boisterous with 5 million switches 

I'm the man with single

to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can

born I was
Condemned by the Catholic Church
Warsaw, battlin' the streets we inhabited
I'm sugar like Ray Robinson
You ain't even saccharine
Leavin' you

I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get

half Moon
I'm gon stretch you till your eyes Close
I'll sing out for you extra Measures
Cuz nothing compares to the Pleasure
That we give to eachother

We're Back

DMX

Grand Champ [Bonus DVD]

2003

This is what you're tellin' me, okay
It all comes down to this huh? Okay
This is what you fuckin' tellin' me?
That this is it? Okay (grr)

How

left your barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to 
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you 
And I done seen a lot of people

useless if yo stack don't have Ulysses S Grant
That's the 50s is you with me let's hit the bank then
Money like music I Benjamin Franklin
I'm out for

tryin' to get my ring like Ewing
Coyote gang get a fuck n**** ruined
Nothin' but Andrew Jacksons in my pocket thought I was with the five
N**** thought

Nothin mo and nothin less, can't compare me to the rest (Fly)
I get some breaktime til you label me the best
Still a long way to go, can't get ahead

Graduation Day

Gym Class Heroes

The Papercut Chronicles [Bonus CD]

2005

and compare him to Michael Jackson

Alberto couldn't take it, he just stopped showing up
And whenever he walked the malls, he just felt like throwing up

The a p two tone
Three five in a wood smoking vlone
She keep texting my line what your freak on
After she give me that neck tell her be gone
Know I

Yeah, Hit-Boy
CHOMP 2, CHOMP 2

5 AM in Atlanta, I'm writin' raps
Sometimes I'm fightin' for my dreams but it seems like they fightin' back

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison

1968

that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."

John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John Henry's pappy broke jail about a dozen times
The babies

Where we at?
Boldy James, real name James Clay Jones III (Mr. Jackson)
Was involved in a two-car accident (227)
That happened in the Detroit

In and Out (S.P.)

Sheek

Walk Witt Me

2003

part with your gun and stay this cold

Yo, we in the streets where it's nothin' but love
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove
I'm in

Cash Money Niggaz

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 1

1997

get paid at
Off some silver ??
Dressed in black 
Wit' two gats a glock and mac
You got's to play it like that
??? ?? and 'dem sacs
Snatchin'

Rock & Roll

Mitch Ryder

Michigan Rocks

to that fine, fine music
You know, her life was saved by rock 'n 'roll

Despite all the imputations
You know, you could just go out
And dance to a rock

Niggas is not Team Havin'
If you don't got no money you should not be rappin'
The way I'm havin' you would think that i was trappin'
This soap by

I'm up and i'm eating so I guess that you fasting now
Yea i'm blowin up, so I guess that you crashin now
I'm turning up, I might go meet the Jackson's

Don't compare me to none of them, they only thuggin' in they music
Swear that my life is fucked up with nothin' but sin
And I done paid the price, so

outside with the street sweepers
Always gotta keep a fire
Cause it's gone be real cold by the night
We outside where you niggas is at
You 6'5 this gun