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believe it's gold
If perceived by their idol Kings
Not only built for cuban linx
But I think I was gilded with Skill to liberate minds
Who's out of sync

Vicious musicians, keeping songs classic
We're writing hits for the ears of the rap addicts
Flipping the scripts cause I'm just the freshest
Have you

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case [Clean]

1994

in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by

off
People say I'm hard as Hennessy
And you soda soft
Man I'm talking to my enemies
And I'm sorta saw
But I treat my music like it's a craft
You

emotional in sessions
That's just how I make the music, way that it possesses
My mind and all the time I have, won't use it as a weapon
That's just how you

else who might have been running.
 
But, oh yeah, I remember.  In this year that we have now declared the year from Shogun to Reagan, I remember what I

Verse 1
Basically, life is a bitch and then some / especially if you don't have the proper income / like a janitor, I'm used to the shit storms / it's

dig a whole book the venue
Was never told nothing said to
My niggas slide by so simple here...
Niggas been bitching since silver spoons in their

I wake up in the morning, throw a book at my alarm clock
cuz I don't want to get out of bed and ready for work
cuz I hate my job and I'm not kidding

Step It Out Mary

Boiled in Lead

From the Ladle to The Grave

1989

Mary my fine daughter
Show your legs to the wealthy man
"I've come to court your daughter
Mary of the golden hair
I have land and I have money
I have

P

Tyler, the Creator

The OF Tape, Vol. 2

2012

bitch I'm fucking passionate
I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure chest
Better yet, I'll build on to the beat like Tetris
Remember me,

cartwheels, backflipped in gold
I don't take advice from niggas with no hoes
Nigga, you talk so much, you's the ho
I live rent-free, boy, y'all controlled
I

I know The value of money, silver, Integrity, and gold
Has dropped into hell below
Below the bar that we have set so low
This world’s in need

I know the value of money, silver, integrity, and gold
Has dropped into hell below
Below the bar that we have set so low
This world's in need

The past years have been lived by a ghost
Who predetermined friendships and provided all my latest clothes
Am I the only one who's struggling to let

I know the value of money, silver, integrity, and gold
Has dropped into hell below
Below the bar that we have set so low
This world's in need

Conjure the Legions

Planetary

Heavy Lies the Crown

2014

of the Bathing Ape
No holds barred, bar none, I'ma raise the stake

I was raised by a pack of werewolves in the woods
Grew up studying Mobb Deep, 'Give Up

And hissing along the river
There I wrote this song I sing now
Darkly dressed with sorrow
About the bride who left her wedding
Slipped out...none saw none

they still fight to make arrangements with deities courting them with a jangle of gold and silver bangles on their wrist?
I need yearning voices

results from insurance
Things ain't going right
Bad days, sad nights
I used to have dreams too damn right
Tried to forget my mistakes
But there comes

a page
You better steal the whole book
2025 is gonna be the year that I rule

Somedays all they bring is praise
Now all I have been getting is hate
They

laying on my ass from falling fast from the mayhem
Out my book, I looked, damn, I'm missing a shoe
It might have been trapped in the beat that I was

I'm making gold and platinum tracks
I'm in my bag all alone in my habitat
I'm in a class by myself
A league of my own
I'm in a class by myself
A league

of love, a lot of love
I got so much love
I got a lot of love, a lot of love
I got a lot of love
Let me give it to you straight, had it on a silver plate
I