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to grip the grain
Even though these hoes say that I change
Hey bitch I'm still the same
Dealin' with tha same thangs
Just in a new game ain't touch no

crabs in a bucket.
Effortless I'm on my game like monopoly, bitches be standing in line just to talk to me, keep a small circle I do not fuck with you,

Mr. Nigga

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides

1999

Ha ha, ha ha
Say ho, everybody say ho
Ba-buh-wayo
I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
Ba-buh-wayo, everybody say ho
Everybody say

Intro

I'm taking this straight to the top man
Nowhere else to go but up

Hook

I'll take this straight
To the topppp of the game
I'll never stop

(Enemies)
Čim víc hraju game, tim je enemies víc (O oh)

Fuck off (Jsi to ty?)
Pro všechny enemies (Let's go)
My furt děláme to, co tu málokdo pochopí (Let's

Bring Them All / Holy Grime

Wiley

Bring Them All/Holy Grime

2016

necks
I was in the shadows, I came to the light with a path
Us spitters who wanna be first and never be last
I've been ahead of the game, I've been

(forreal, yeah)
Oh well
Niggas ain't stressing
I'm right, by God Imma learn my lesson (I learned my lesson)
Been tight
My lines they thrive in compression

heard of me 
And you think I copie Eminem 
Because I came up with this flow 
When I was choosen by the goat 

Nothing is gonna be easy in life 
Ever since

sneak past these weak ass opponents gotta be fast till I own this
Entire game cause I supply the flames what’s my onus to live free in the moment cause

riding by my dolo
I changed my ways in hopes to change the game
I know them hoes gon say that I remained the same
But I, bottled up my pain
And I relax my

Cause it's our time
("It's over now") in bright lights surrounded by skirts
("You had me found, you shot me down")
Pop Life and Deen Whitter, we puttin in

vehicle
Hit Triple Six up on my Motorola portable
Keepin' it key low pro flow in the studio
Part time giggalo, rock a show to make some dough
Lord

the nonsense
We bring the real, like Pro Tools
Never gross 500 mil and we out in Brazil
In the green like Blanka
Bonkers tell 'em Top Dawg is here

Back

as when I send'em with
It they come out the same
As if I went up in with
It then I'm out the game
Them niggas tryna get me canned, damn
You know the feds

I don't have time for Cain and able raps
The MC who sat by the lake perhaps
Staring at your wave
But now he's waving back
And I am so niel in da

To murder of game
I'm not wishing for attention
I'm just chillin' with my bros
Promise we gon' be the pros one day

Can't trust em
Going so fast I might dust

no one but myself you niggas better stay in your lane
I could turn hot to the fucking flames
Turn softspots to a fucking game
These niggas not what

feeling 'Ahmad'
But I'm feeling great, life of a God, hop in Nissan
Riding around Telegraph, by the underpass
Make a left on Alcatraz, about to get the bag

we irreparable?
Don't come with face forward
Why don't I study in Howard?
Don't you dare come with me
You gonna be stung by a bee
It's dangerous where

dope 
That leave the pros all chokin 
Take a toke youll croak

Im the main event 
You barely the opener
Make one wrong move 
By lettin me get close to ya

on the grind
For the Dough

I been done been player of the year
I'm the cat you call when them baddies in there
Game hundred grand if your girl in there
Better

Tell em shh, cause I stuck in the game
Both hands on the steering wheel, I'm in my own lane
You already know that I'ma switch, I'ma switch the lanes

3 A.M.

Timberland

Tha King Returns

2007

the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn)
And my whip game (game) is so sick man (yeah)
I double up every time I flip man (whoa)
Birds by the flocks, clips

3 A.M.

Timbaland

Mr 17.5

2008

the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn)
And my whip game (game) is so sick man (yeah)
I double up every time I flip man (whoa)
Birds by the flocks, clips