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Big Ed

The Assassin

1998

a bullet for my homie I meant it
Before crushed out tanks I was down to did shit
Fist fighting in clubs cause we had to run it
See-murder was the first with

on like I want that
If you ain't paying for this dick, bitch, get the fuck back
Opps steady laughing but they mans in a zip bag

Talking all that shit,

Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest

Close to comatose brain waves rigamortist

You forget the skit the most high tortoise

I

talk to god but he ask for me
Got a couple young nigga that will blast fa me

Aint that blasphemy shit why you asking me?
Only time i think of god is

Redo redo redo 
Tryna find somebody to look for but I can't really find it 
Redo I mean redo
Redo I mean redo

Look what you did
Look what you did

My name's Skits, I do a little rap
I used to pack a skittles bag for the crystal meth
Now I stack a little cash, with my circus sag
And rue

have to gimme some time
I'm ashamed of the shit that still live rent free in my head
I'll evict that shit sooner or later
For  now get to the paper
But

Bitch I'm from Dade County

DJ Khaled

We the Best [Bonus Track]

2007

down the way, you know--around the way 
Dade Country, 305, rep the whole M-I-A 
A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved
Look here, shit

head everyday 

Shorty playing games I don't like that
Talk 
I don't like that  
I don't like that
Like
I don't I don't 
Like that like that
Talk
I don't

like to show off how they're so lucky

And make fun of people for dressing yucky
Mind you're damn business little kids you're not woke
How am I supposed

'm really bad, no I'm Michael Jackson Bad
(Hee-hee!)
Kinda glad, took this long to get it through my big 'ol head
Now go by as Thriller man, BPM killa man

MIA

Kap G

International Artist

2018

Squat made the beat
Go Grizz!
Winner's circle

I be paranoid, I gotta keep one in the head
I got like 30 on me, this killtec right in the bag
I

Catch the flow
I got to chase the dough
I got to keep writing skits
That keep them on their toes
And I'm, I'm on a roll
I got to keep it pushing
I

Real spitter, show niggas how to rock when I step in
I'm really from my section, ain't got time for no flexing
The way you niggas straddlin'

The Set Up

Mia X

These Wicked Streets

1998

They see us in Lexuses, Town houses, Benzes and Navs
Mama Mia, what you think of that

Naaah, they don't like that
Naaah, they don't like that

I

just one of them

But whatever I shall call you
Heaven's Queen, Mother of All
I shall serve the one that cares for me
My soul is yours, enthralled

Salve

a big check go and blow that bitch
You ain't got no bread why you try to act rich
Flex for the gram that's just a skit
Don't know my name I'm still goin

All in my head shampoo 
Permanent girl you be like tattoo
This go be the feeling I dey feel for you 
If ima tell it, ima tell it true oo

All in my head

my sanity they had to go
Don't got time for tragedies they living low 

I keep my head up because I ride with me
I think I'm fed up I'm taking sides

Alladat

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

walk down the block 
Quiet bald head is like a bad motherfucker 
All charged up from Madison Ave. 
I'm up on the stage if you read the front page

head
You niggas not up in the street but talking, looking for the crab
Pop a perk and hit the block and then I serve my fiend

Glocky on the aura, big

Folk spelar hårda mannen de är mjuka
De snackar ba skit och de snackar till snutar
Har Gucci på kroppen och ringen Medusa
Och snurrar i bilen med

personality disorder
Always got me checking over my shoulder
Voice that haunts ya
Terrified with torture
Brains bombarded like mortars
I'm paranoid by law brah

Man, welcome to the journey
I go by the name of Jaycee
Thank you for all being here right now

They don’t wanna see me rise up
Now they see me