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I'm back in the set like a don
I feel like Lebron
I travel the world yeah I'm gone
I was putting you on
X's and O's you can read that last text like

my prime
Like Henry Cejudo
Trapped in a blade for eternity
I'm a wordsmith
By trade for currency
A martyr of hope
Out of courtesy
A skin tone

alright
Facey bondaw ah tere ah plat - Padap pap
Mwen vle ouet tranche la ka bat - Padap pap
En bas deux bouteilles Coniac - Padap pap
Mwen vle ten sa ka

Somethin for the Street

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

crack, crack
If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat
'Cause this, some the cemetery's, the reality
Where the tough guys get buried in

Time And You’ll Never Get It Back,
These Rappers Faker Than That Transgender Doctor Giving Ass Shots Of Fix A Flat,
None Of These Mc’s Can Get With This

only
Ten funky, funky, funky, funky
Funky hit records
No more than four minutes and some seconds
The competition checks and checks
And keeps checking

Tonight

Mobb Deep

Born Again

1999

bro, I'm 10 seconds hit'n'go
Black mask, black truck, chrome rims, Chuk' Timbs
Enough to confuse any witness
Strongest of calibers, is what we only

Hey, Julia Stiles, save the last dance
(What?)
Second glance, thirty birds in a bundle
Only three stay forever, that's ten percent
(Ten percent)
I can do

100 bands was my first major plan 
And all that started changing when I got fans
By the age of 10 I was married to the bread 
And I'm a stay going in

One Saturday Night

Turk

Young and Thuggin'

2001

on over) By the house so we can get it going Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein Could you bring your friend, the one that both like And could

Where Did It Go?

Asking Alexandria

Where Did It Go?

2017

did it go so wrong?

There was a first one a triple gold one
The stole by every fucking band on summer tours one
Then the second one the living

Dry Snitch

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

1998

security was gon' leave the door open at

Park the van around back, the M.P. jet black
We should be in and out 60 seconds flat
So son what's the deal? He

Niggaz Talking Bout If It Ain't Bout Money
I Like 5 10 & 20's I Love 50's & 100's
I Don't Do This Shit For Fun & I Don't Play Not For Nothing
Said I Just

up
I saw what? Like ten of ya battles
You lost eight and the other
Two was a toss up
Do the math, if you try to throw
The punch you threw at Math, aw

--HOOK (1x)

Verse 3:	
She drop it drop it / lock it pop it, Mesmorizing with them hips
Stock body, 6-speed, she walk by might crash the whip
Kit loaded

real
Murderers, gun grippers
Drug dealers for real

Said she don't want no hood
Rat from the hood flats, then look back girl
All my friends are hitters

imma hit em up
Snitch name slipping no game you was raised up by trick
Physically he got the face of man
Internally got the heart of a bitch
Mentally,

First up on the m-i-c
Mikey B light up the mic for the symphony
You already know Chiggz...
Uhh
Haha flat-out
Look aint no time to waste
Speed up

Last Dance

Master P

Street Life [Solar]

1998

Blood on my palm 

and I pack a glock 

for these suckers and bitches tryin to bet me on my fuckin rock spot 



(Mia X) 

But Mia X got your

I am Adolfo Pirelli
Da king of da barbers, da barber of kings
E buon giorno, good day
I blow you a kiss!

And I, da so-famous Pirelli
I wish-a

through some trials
I put the mic in the backseat
Cause I had to bite down
But I'm back now
Times might get hard
But never back down
King of the jungle
I

The king the king the king has arrived they can't survive
By dropping you top six, make it cancel five
No chance of finding remains, just crash

labeled as lame
But when my time comes, I'm going down as a great
Here lies a king, they better put that on my grave
You wouldn't believe who's calling me,