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The Flyest

AZ

Stillmatic [Expanded]

2001

the flyest gangstas (gangstas)

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold (gangstas)
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know (ooh)
Bitches in heat

the flyest gangstas (gangstas)

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold (gangstas)
Pinky rings shining, so act like you don't know (ooh)
Bitches in heat

a save place
But then we gotta go back
Go back to our home
That's today
I'm sleeping in bad
Heard my mom on the ground getting hit by dad
Suddenly there's

got demons tryna take me back uh uh uh (yuh)
I be weaving them, hit him with a left uh uh uh (yuh)
In the house with the disciples, my brethren uh uh uh

Niggas claimin' that they know me
But they been movin' phony
Gotta watch my back
I been steppin' by my doly
I be in my head way too much, it gets

to spend this day
The webs we weave are so damn tangled
I guess my baby didn't really like my angle
I lie in a puddle of blood neck mangled
end my life by

the banter of a sycophant
Enlisted by Ulysses Grant to record at the Record Plant
Islamabad is on the nod, Havana at the riot squad
And if you want to be

Yeh
Proving my worth by the bar when they hear me flowing
Conversations with Al bout taking over 38k high in the Boeing
I ain't look like what you'd

That's a Lie

LL Cool J

Radio

1985

and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in

dream city
To survive in this game gotta claim your dignity

I lost my soul can someone please bring back to me
Take back control let my good deeds react

show me my opponent
Sometimes I get in my feelings wishing that Steve Durk was home and
I know a nigga made it turned his back on all his homies
I told

the window but I grab him and blind him
By slowly pushing my motherfucking fingers into his eyes
And it's finally time
I stab him in his thigh times nine
So he

Swallowed by the Cracks

David + David

Boomtown

1986

by the cracks 
Fallen so far down 
Like the rest of those clowns begging bus fare back 

Swallowed by the cracks
Our pride worn down talking times

Hip Hop

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith [Clean]

1995

Mack, Notorious B.I.G. 

Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me 
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory' 
A fleet

sitting by the
Hearth sipping eggnog and tequila
(Silver bells) your feet up on a burning log
(It's Christmas time in the city)
Realizing that Uncle Walt

and notice that you okay
Will the questions I'm living with come if I don't ask
Will you hit me in front or stab me in the back
Will my memories finally let me

Nelson yeah all your family get taken
Drive by
Swing by in the night
I'ma set this shit a light
Your whole crew in fright
You had a dream like Martin

back dead or alive
There's a chain smoker up ridin' shotgun
An all night game of cards in the back
The loser's getting riled 
And the game's getting wild

by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot

1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with

the way)
Yeah for shit show, man
The niggas that was in the way back then
They in the way now, hear me? (Yeah, cuz)
Man, man a nigga miss you like

“Fish On”
music and lyrics written by
James Grogg

Somewhere down long the Florida Coast
There’s a creature lurking in the Gulf
That’s ready to show

up
Night ride in truck
Maybe it's drive by night
Fuck that bitch, never trust again
I got the molly on xanny and business is business
Never gon' stab

to sleep on that corner
Praying face up
All the times that I feel weak
They make me stay strong
And all these stabs on my back
They made me face front
Cannot

the backs of hearses

Yo im just tryna craft and ride off on a different wave
These cats'll stab you in the back before you getting paid
My thoughts in