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though
Like I ain't putting in work at church with my hard hat or at work in my steel toes while still bringing bars back I can slap the carfax on my music

a nigga in the dirt and still feel fine
Steel mind, stone cold killer, you should chill slime
Yup, speaking of slime though where my Bloods at
You see

different folks 

so I know who gone blow when it’s time to blow and up the score

yellow light like green when we see it we just fucking go

I stay in some

One More Gen

E-40

The Element of Surprise

1998

dude you in your prime!
I said- no not me, I won't stop
I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
Sober see, that can't be
I been pervin all day since six

and the chains
I felt more love when I was broke
I hopped the sub at B&O
And now I'm hopping in the ghost
I pour codiene in my drink it feel like time start moving

came up (uh-huh), what, what? Been on my ten toes, yo (nack)
I tap the jumper like it's Dominican dembow, bro (jokin')
I feel invincible when I sing in

and pen
They goin was steady
Yeah
They gon get what they see
Missed opportunity
Built my foundation
Fuck it all
I will be
Yeah
That star in the sky
Yeah now

The Joker's Wild

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

on down the aisle. 
Mr. Big Man packin' that steel. 
But tonight you ain't shit. 
Now spin the fuckin' wheel! 
Looks good nice try! Now let's see just

boy still got blazed (Bow, bow)
My drillers drill and we do it again
(Do it again) and free C1
I swear they got a real-life
Driller in the cage (Free C

toes are steel
Don't wait to get sold by your bros (like Jo)
You best know who's really real
Some of my bros move stupid I tell em all the time
But they

Ballin'

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

niggas must have more stack in the safe
I mean ? nigga your safe is my safe
And I'm gonna make sure that my safe ain't your safe
By putting a .38 up in

the block like a lockdown
Used to trap we investing in stocks now
Gotta clean up the money, I feel like I'm Marty
My family live out by the docks now
Have you

with dry fish and have good smell,
I've grown into a 6-foot silhouette up in a tomb,
c dark 4 by 4 space that I like to the call the whom,
So therefore,

dreams
Got more boots than steel toes
Kickback my field goal
Not sick but I feel cold
I am
Let me chill no
Mojo Flojo on the track I go
Fast or slow-mo

me (oh-oh)
Got on that see-through, nothin' underneath (oh-oh)
That pussy get wetter by the ocean (oh-oh)
Type cop Double-R, never Ghost it (ooh)

I been stepping tryna make it out the ville
But niggas plotting so I gotta keep my steel
Born in 99 so everything is real
Gonna work my 9 to 5 until

you step into the ring with the man of steel
Champ in the arena
No need to tell, you can tell by the demeanour
Champ in the arena
Nothing to something

trapping by the store
Ducking cops oh lord
Done sipping that henny I think I need more
Bad bitch in a lambo
Iced out rocking kenzo
Bape shit with the camo

there but with a blurry vision
Thank lord you can't see my rage cause of your decision
I take my time read every step in my mind
Maybe kind but no blind

and the pans
You're wearing hoochie daddy shorts
I wear the pants
Never needed the advance

And the HBCU still funded by the man
And I hate to see you go in

Please don't ever step on my toes
If I pull up with my niggas you might never see the solar

kids in the back
And I know that you only pulled me over
Cuz you see I'm black
Braids to the back
Arm full of tats
But don't you also see these steel

means
I never panic watch me dashing through my enemies

This is really just a walk in the park
Whistling to women showing me love
Come see me, I'm in

with a fist
Now who cowers? See po-po every
Hour they know the spot
Like, "Who doesn’t?" Over my
Block, steady buzzing, and I know that
They know who