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My eyes closin' but my third eye's open, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
Get rich or die smokin' (Get rich or die smokin')
If they hatin' on the Bern then

sure you excel ay
I came from down below
I be sending my demos they told me no ay
I had a dream my bro
But them labels they fumbled my dream my bro
Came

nothing 
Before they would wish that you die
I've gat all of that pain, all of that struggle
But you would wish that you tried

When they on the pill they

of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually living they dreams
This a "thank

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hold on, huh
I make this shit look
Hold on, hold on, look, huh

I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin'

Crushed by adversity
But a few rise above it is
Their only positive choice they must confront
These daily fears and overcome them
Or submit to the downward

motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my

All Eyez on Me

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my

[Manny Musa:]

Ouuu came with the crew,
They know we got moves breaking the rules,
I came here like ouuu came with the crew,
They know we got moves

know I be, centerfold
I know I got but they hate to frame me as
The Mona Lisa of hip-hop
So retaliation is a must
When we bend the block
My niggas dump'n

to it
there's a white flag blowing
she hangs her shoulders with a sigh
mona lisa smile 

another cup of tea
she throws the window wide
it's cold inside

That’s kinda hard to do when I don’t want you here
They want you for your body
I just want your soul
I came here for the diamond
I don’t want the gold
Like

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hold on, huh i make this shit look
Hold on,  hold on, look, huh

I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on 'em

and everything breaks down into
Vibrations - and by controlling that you
Can control both matter and
Thought and we've investigated this
And we've spent a lot

too you like
Chicken wings & rice
I was in Jersey made five bands came back to Philly & made it twice
And Johnny made ten then did it thrice
More money

watched her walk on by
Her eyes bluer than the sea
My heart pounded like a jungle drum
When she turned and smiled at me

The magic of her smile
Like Da

given me
So thankful for the storms because they're teaching me
Didn't see it as a young man but i see it now 
Over joyed by your blessings and i'm

paint a Mona Lisa every time I verse off
The way I touched down and caused hell, I know they had to hate it
I heard that boy had that bag, shit I had

Good Girls Go Bad

Game

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just

a blimp
I got that Lisa, making bills
Never Bart or a simp
Can't stop, steady grinding
I stay milking this bitch
Kei-ez
Came in fly just like a jetpack

to have
Made mine for a change
I grew deranged by the minute hiding lyrics
Does no one good
There's no winning side if they're still inside so
Hitch

motherfuckin' word that I speak

OFTB world wide stampede
Came to give these motherfucker's
What they need outlawz
Till the day we die
From the streets of Watt's

hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up

autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't