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I realize you niggas is like the objects in the rearview mirror
You really appear much closer than you are
Got a long way to go, young bull
Catch

you flexing when its cut throat
Ruby Rivers run the concrete
Screaming welcome to the jungle
Got the cut off Fleet Street
Mrs. Lovett's where the team

chain like da
Water in Jamaica- all blue
Them biddies like "Who da F RU"
My niggas we ball through sumthin we all do
On that day she pop me
She prolli

the bars I got bars in the jar where I sleep
We can spar for the scars come to mars by the stars we can meet
Boy I know who you are you ain't far
Know where

surrounded by bitches I gotta count the new ones
See if my boys switched up gotta count the true ones
(Alright, here goes)
Gotta bad bitch, she mad as shit

Sex-ercise, in my German ride
Gyal tek' time tryna buck my pipe
My circle small, virgin size
If she dead, can't get third leg
Dem man are shy when I talk

still living in a council estate with your Mum, that’s mad
How you gonna get spun by a guy with a pen and a pad
Man know every single brand of garms,

days
Heard the CiDs are in a focus
Rolling squadded in the new plate
If the number plate starts with OU then I go and do up the Usain
What you means

it's good, girl you need to revise
You're unhappy but you'll get by
In a league but you're out of mine
Rockstar life but I'm living off a buck
I just

No Chorus

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

man, you ain't sweatin
You motherfuckers did a ten minute weak show and you jettin;
your fans are mad - your performance was garbage bag
Look at these

diamonds by the
Uh
Woah

Running out of love
Keep that .40 tucked
Man I'm trying to get these bucks
Lil baby I'm about to go up
Lil baby I be booted up

up what you owe me
If we got a problem hit the road
Don't be mad that's how it goes
Name your price, roll the dice
When the odds end in my favor don't

you wanna talk slick then I'll bust a lip
Uh man fuck the cops
I'm a skinny motherfucker so I buck the shots
Man I live for the heat I don't duck

Do You Know

Erick Sermon

Chilltown, New York

2004

fact is, all the actors mad
Cause they Rolls been takin' by rappers
"How High?" You thought you had it all figured out
Get the car, get the truck,

If you see me lean out the truck
Then i beg man duck
Rusty dotts I’m itching to bruck
Buck into Dripz oh shit oh fuck
Niggaz know that i mash mad

jive, where's your glass
We so dirty, we don't flash
Too clean, call us trash
Why's you always looking mad
Too great, call us bad
When we late, then we

Gutta Butta

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

at now?
Comming around trying to sniff out sounds
Well rounded kept you strictly grounded for your ear
The dogs are gettin closer to the coons now can

family
Issa vacation
Way to loud with a beat
U see me as a cave man
30 bucks promo clowns
They wanna see me fail when
I'm around with another
Mad House

One things is certain, the numbers are certainly disturbing
Gun violence often impacts underserved
And overlooked communities
All across the nation

Underground

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

too nice
It's too pretty
What are you gonna do to it Necro?
Take a razor, and slice it!

[Necro]
Yo, peep this shit like this
Kill the head, kill

me it should be free but what I do for you you do for me
And rule number four
Just follow all the rules from before
And those are all the rules to my

Leave Me Alone

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

and think quick at a fast rate
Why you mad cause I'm original - you can't do the material
When I sit back and watch you act big
Spend your budget on your

to all of my haters
I wanna say thank you to all of my haters (Thank you)
Soldier and 2 Fast the gang by my side
I'm floating on this beat and my brothers

I said I don't know maybe now go back to sleep
He told me remember don't forget where you are meant to be
I closed my eyes and I started to wonder