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Flipmode Enemy #1

Rampage

Scouts Honor...By Way of Blood

1997

I keep it real, from the school of the hard knocks
The brown skinned brother with dreadlocks
That's that's stickin up barber shops and jewelry

Mama Always Told Me

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

the weed
I ran wild deep in the game off of change
Nigga bitch won't fuck 'em nigga won't kill me 
But its all in the game
See pop was too busy doin' his

Pass It Off

Shyheim

Universal-Inside Tracks 12.1: Black Music Month

1994

chatter, it really don't matter
I'm too cold to hold and badder than the Mad Hatter
I'm a basketcase like the man with the chainsaw
Underground sounds

Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)

Hombres

American Jukebox Classics, Vol. 2: Feeling Good & Having Fun

1995

by the sewer sign
Hot dog, my razor's broke
Water drippin' up the spout
But I don't care, let it all hang out

Hangin' from a pine tree by my knees
Sun

While these imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition, 
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion

[Gun shots followed by screaming]

[Proof:]
Pow-pow! Straight off the corral
Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile
Is vexed without the techs

Hit Me With That Shit

GP Wu

Don't Go Against the Grain

1998

the box
They dealt it to the Hudson by the Stapleton docks
Poppy hit me with that shit one time (no doubt)
and let these niggas know

Hook:
GP forever shine

Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)

The Hombres

Sixties: Collected

2010

by the sewer sign
Hot dog, my razor's broke
Water drippin' up the spout
But I don't care, let it all hang out

Hangin' from a pine tree by my knees
Sun

Checkstand 3

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

this all the time at the past, no doubt about that
A 1969 vintage bottle of red wine in my hand
Who is that by the checkstand?
With the tall brown tan

Fed up Wit the Bullshit

Big L

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous

1995

trife
Around my way they shot many teens
And them cops better stop, or I'mma stop em, by any means
The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em
And if you

'Bout That Time [Main]

Large Professor

Bout That Time

2000

'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid

Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden

Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

You know say life na hard ting
Life no be easy ting
She una know as it be na, haffi work hard
Abblaze on the track alongside Mr. Brown
Hear me now!

If Bobby brown gotta around
Like a hound,  I'm feeling
Whitney
Rap around, found my sound
Yeah they fucking with me
Make a hit
Taking shits
Tell me

college, but I really wanna drop out
It's been a hot summer, now it's finally coolin' down
Leaves are turnin' brown and startin' to fall to the ground

don't worry
Look outside the ride and everything will be blurry
All of my friends are moving by feet
But you'll see me driving in my celica up in

Pop some Led Zeppelin
But I was too Taylor Swift for my toes so I crept again
She gave it a Chevy Chase 'cause she couldn't wait
So I took her by

.44 beneath my head

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I ran too slow
They overtook

and silent, Helen Keller sans paper bumps
Hot Boyfriend with the powder bumps, yo, turn me up
Sniffin, spittin in this booth, turn the volume up
We speedin by

of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
we raised the oil pressure
and waited for the weather
to get much better
for the new wind to blow in the storm
We

budden Had to pump it up
These niggas ain't lit y'all niggas Nuttin up
Mixed the brown n white had a Nigga lit up
Nigga barely could get up
Hot as fuck had

waitin' on you 

Pull up on the block and buss it down to this 
You know the block stay hot yeah its pounds to flip 
We steady getting t'd up 
On the gas

Super-man (Ayy)
I'm so cold like Icicles in Montreal
Better watch out, you step too close you may catch a cold
They running down the side-walk with big talk

they ask how I have been
Ask if they can share say not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
But now I'm the big bad wolf for some reason
They'll forget