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Bring the Pain

RZA

Def Jam Music Group Tenth Year Anniversary Box Set

1995

on instrumental
Records, hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream
Check it, just how deep can

make Stan sick
They be hating on the rhymes yo whats it to them 
She keep working on my mind what she think she proving

Em said Lose yourself so I lose

Nigga’s hard to find
Work this shit like overtime
Yeah, my clothes are so designed
Closet look like Bloomingdales
Yo closet look like fashion jail
I break

cannot be alone
Even if I'm by myself instrumental in my headphones
No I'm not ok
No I'm not doing alright
If my wife never met me she might have a better

Session

Samy Deluxe

Samy Deluxe

2001

Texte
So effektiv, dass Wack-MCs die Straßenseite wechseln

Jungs, ich setzt euch 'ne Deadline
Auf drei müsst ihr weg sein
Eins, drei - Pech gehabt!

Steady bumping LL Cool J instrumentals
Probably as often as Andre drawing them album covers
For the record I'm here to spit a lot more than sixteen

I’m getting freaky ne-sphalaphala
So zap sign thole ngithi ngikukhiphele imangamanga
Le-swag izuk’shiya umavithivithi ubalabala
Manithi nithi nali

’m sick m tired of love
Whenever we beefing u telling the streets hop on the internet wit it like really that shit there is weak so must I repeat

Freaky Thangs

Twista

Word of Mouf

2001

daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that

Sex Toy

Subnoize Souljaz

Underground Collabos

2012

do to me, all night long!
(your my sex toy)

Tech N9ne, hella freaky baby
(Yeah, Yo, Check it..)
I see you lookin at me starin' at techa nina baby
I

to the south
Tell them deuces, just put two in the air
So sick, said it must be the flu in the air
If you do it big then I probably did it obese
Thought it was

ain't fun no funds are literal
Crumbs left over no puns it's pitiful
So I grab an instrumental a stylus and a memo
Pad hit the lab then I go record a demo

living fast I gotta slow down
I know you different from yo vibe ain't like these hoes no
I'm really trying to get to know you let that phone go
Sick to my

stay bout geeked, then a bitch, type shit that make you sick

You trippin', make me slide. Cause baby, I'm from grimey, L.B
Yeah, that city by the sea,

right
We so sick and tired of being sick and tired
There's a limit to your effort that's just the way you wired
But if I said that I would leave you then

and now we invincible
The mystical, individual sitin' low
Not yo typical, its critical, now let the whistles blow
He's so creative, motivated and they won't

mu na me'n do wo kakraa wo si daabi
Uhh Fa wo hu na me na wo ntwa mfoni di selfie
Oh yeah the way yo do way you do me way you do me yeh
Ne'a wo ye me

I'm so sick of politicking
It's all media driven
Made to make you think a certain way based on your description
And the cards that you were given

my
Bars in
This verse
Bet the
Amounts high

Go hard
On
Instrumentals
Like a car wreck
On a dark street
And spit bars
So much
I even rap
To my heart

Bitxhes while I flex
Say it's love so I gotta Put it to tha test
Why it's so easy for you to leave if you kall it that
Ain't gone Blow her uP I kall

uh)
(Oh yes)
Oh yes
I been showing my steeze
(Oh yes)
So blessed why hold in my sneeze (Oh yes)No stress when blowin my trees
(Oh yes)
You ain't hitting

cherish those moments
Every morning, you roll over
And you see what heaven brought you
My flow is so sick like Ne-Yo
So Heat like Chino banked up like Tito

[Ne-Yo (Rihanna)]

She gave a round of applause
(round of applause)
Followed by a standing ovation
(standing ovation)

[Verse 1: Ne-Yo]

I feel so

by it's deathbed
And the last words that it said
Was "Whiiiiite booyyyy"

I'm Still Sick with an independent record labek
I built quick just when I got