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Friday Night

Loon

Loon

2003

Mercedes (yeah)
Blowin 'dro, you know, vision was hazy (haha)
To the point where I'm thinkin havin a baby (c'mon)
Now shorty lookin a nigga like he was

We get hunted in the streets
Openly by police
Prison is an industry
They don't want us to speak free
Mainstream promoters
Only feed you that group

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Rain Dance

Oddisee

The Iceberg

2017

quicker to call them crazy
Cause I ain't see the harm in leading on somebody daughter 
Who wanted my commitment but instead they get a maybe 
Four

"Why you stressed, boy? You blessed"
They don't know about the nights where I can't even get rest (I'm losin' sleep)
Burnin' this kush while I pace

I don't know where I'm goin'
But I'm runnin'
I'll go far and far and far
And keep on runnin'
I don't know where I'm goin'
But I'm runnin'
I'll go far

'em up, chump. I beatin' you down
To survive, survival of the fittest
No one can last. I'm beatin' your ass
I'm quicker to blast. I'm keepin'
The cash

mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair

Exodus

Ice-T

7th Deadly Sin

1999

to find me 
21st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's
Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece 
I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker

the pit
Bottom of the barrel
Where the way out
Starin' down a barrel
Speaking darkness into carols
Make you think its cool
I'm reaching deeper
To the people

Holocaust (Silkworm)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

the side route 

Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the ave. or your lab, get stabbed in bloody 

bath 

While, I'm sippin herbal teas, verbal bees plant

You Ain't Gotta Lie (Ta Kick It)

Ice Cube

War & Peace, Vol. 2: The Peace Disc

2000

when you see them hundred smokes squirrel
Candied out while you spit yo' last on the pearl
The Don Daada, I'm hotta than holly watta
Wish I was your

to find me
21st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's
Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece
I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker
No

television or movie style
No buckwild thinkin
Cause I don't know what he drinkin
But he better act quick
Cause I'm gettin quicker
3 mo seconds to go
I hope he

television or movie style
No buckwild thinkin
Cause I don't know what he drinkin
But he better act quick
Cause I'm gettin quicker
3 mo seconds to go
I hope he

at a quicker pace
Incase time I waste comes in place of my ace
So get up out my face
If you entering my space
With a trace of some hate
To deface what I make
Let

That's how it gotta be goin' down
Said that's how it gotta be goin' down
King
Ronin
Scholar
Bitch
I'm out here pluckin' ya strings like guitar picks

' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum but I wear gold
Four hundred, five hundred what I get a show
Play the game right so I'm livin' by the code
We

Take a Walk

Masta Ace

Disposable Arts

2001

right
By little kids with great game cause they learned to take aim
At a young age, and to allude police, with a fake name
he's tellin him, i'm Bobby

I'm a man on a mission
Every day I'm goin be killing
All the bitches they be sleepin 
You better watch out, I'm coming
Back from all the bullshit

I just flip it quicker while that bitch sip all the liquor
Ima go head get my lift up
Ima problem by the Flicka
Stack a Dolla no Nickles
I'll get

opposin' me, killa get the rosary
Fuck this rap shit, I'll die for mine, motherfucker

[Chorus]

I'm around y'all, it's goin' down y'all
Murder rap,

The Battle

Shystie

Vertically Challenged

2005

darn lyricist can get us dis?
-- No.

Hup-two-three-four, I'm goin' to war,
To win and leave the runner-up sore. (ow!)
I'm raw, like uncooked meat,

ain’t bout to get respect
Unless you niggas earnin’ that
Think we bout to cut slack
You really must be burnin’ crack
Life is goin’ by I’m rollin’ up