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shades of... pain (Aye, aye, aye)

We call that, 50 shades of...pain
(What goes around, comes around, & then back around)

That's 50 shades of... pain

on the opps just to drop off a hundred, we goin’ come back around and drop off 50 for free 

Ever since I started rapping and I got a name I start’ f*******

and the bodies go pop

See you building them stairs
When I shoot, you block
So I go to bust them down
With a smooth, smooth chop
Come around the way with that 22

his face
And you can try to get off on me, but I promise you gon' die

And if you disrespect my niggas, know I'm slidin' by the God
We smokin' off,

and I'm still rich
And my pockets too fat, yeah they need a new stitch
Ay, ayo Flaco come and peep this
When they hear this song, run it back, yeah repeat

on the faith that we existin
And blamin' each other when we all start givin' it

I'm gonna make me a hunnid, I'm gonna make me a thou
Like Bruce Lee, I be

eight shows that tough
I never miss on the beat or the street or the court
No D Wade I ain't leaving my heat
I never miss when your hoe come around
I see

Scenario

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats & Rhymes: Hip-Hop of the 90's, Vol. 3

1997

y'all (yes y'all)
Who got the vibe? It's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all)
Real live y'all (live y'all)
Inside outside come around
(Who's that?) Brown

Yes, yes, y'all (yes, y'all)
Who got the vibe? It's the Tribe, y'all (Tribe, y'all)
Real live, y'all (live, y'all)
Inside, outside, come around

and slice, nigga
You deep We rockin' out

God Don't let DJ bleep, nigga
Straight up Yo
Sittin' on top Feelin' like a beam when it get twisted on the Glock

I could man up
Lil Tecca 2 Glocks you'll turn to a dancer
No fakes runnin' 'round or comin' around us
We been hot, ain't nobody found us
We on, you

here, I'm talkin' bout a deep throat
I'm finna budge a little, huh, P-Ho
I'm workin' hard, no, I'm not Amigo
We can get drunk, let Drake call some Mingo

Honey evil laugh oh

Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill

the fact my mind race through my thoughts
Just By the thousands
And this shit come from the hood
This not prescribed
We all dream of heaven
Don't nobody

rest
No hablar inglés We speaking for checks
Yo girl come with me all it take is a text
No cap it come raw
When I rapping from stress
They been talkin'

at the second still before the 4th is passed
I'm gassed off the edible raps, and that's illegible
Tommy used to bug, when I come around
Screamin at the top

the win, i can never lose GV up just like a fan
Uhhhh
Yeah
You gone remember me when the summers up
Ain't stay down we was coming up
Now shawty wanna fuck

disturb me cus I'm out here for the night
DND, drink and danks the potion to me getting by
DND, don’t delete me there won't be no archives
DND, Drake

around the corner
Saved by luck, divinity, or whatever
Instead of celebrating, niggas wanna make some shit up
Entertainment gon' look different pretty soon

Heaven am I talking loud?
I'm feeling so high I ain't coming down
Stand up to the truth when they lying down
They ask if we square when they come

I'ma die by my respect, niggas know the come respect
We gon' start a riot, gunfire, fuck that disrespect
I can't let Bro get too close, that fuckin'

gon' pass it off
And when it come to questions
He won't ask at all i get you everything
My youngins from the northside they won't
Stop until your casket

cause I don't go by the book
Nigga disrespect me, then that boy get cooked
Nineteen in this bitch, but I'm thinkin' like a vet
We call your bitch 2K,

A Flower Grows in Brooklyn

Positive K

The Skills Dat Pay Da Bills

1992

But when I go see her they don't try to play me though
They give me a pound and say, "We know you from the video"
And by the way, do you live