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the bundle
I went reggie bush on the track, but I didn't go fumble
I'm the king I'M the Don, I just got it like this
I paid my homie a Hundred a pack you know

you
Where's the help when you need the most
She growing up
Can't buy her clothes
My sons humble
I think he knows
Why his pants don't fit and his dollar

the rhyme
Murdering is a crime, so you gon have to lock me up
Cause I'm killing every track that I'm picking up
And I'm coming for anybody that's against me

Don't wanna seem beg but I'm makin' it
In my feels, you know I can't deal wit it
My life it changed, where is the old me?
No old me, wheres old Nav?

gunna kill me
Before the... kill all of my kidneys
When you was wit me
I did nun of these things wasn't empty
Now when you walk by that faze me
Wish you

outworks my worth
But it works out cuz I workshop
Bringing you off this earth
To these higher planes
But earth come wit it
Now it's just a lil bit different

and stand by
Well I don't know, babe
I think I can move on
Now that I want you back
And happiness is what I lack
I'm tryna get my life on track

I

ear to the speaker And tell him (Now Listen)
The Reepers killing them and oh you not listening then you are just a victim and it's Sickening (Now

like they play instrument
They throwing shit, might catch you in the mitt
Shit
Might get you any minute
Tomorrow's never promised, now ain't that a bitch

recital you don't get invited less you are entitled to
Young young
Track meet I brought us all here so we can run something
I don't dwell on the past much

Open Season

Headstrong

Headstrong

tongue in my cheek so far it makes me mute
Heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son 'cause these are words to live by
Now watch me kick in

Uhhh Turn me up its the cons fool Word

Them fools bleed just like us
So show them where you come from
Queens Thevin' niggas done son
Them fools

need us
Jah, I remember when all he had was Jesus
But things are different now, he richer now
But what he did or what he done I couldn't tell you how
So,

then my four year old said a four letter word
That started with "s" and I was concerned
So I said son now now where did you learn to talk like that

are you on drugs?
I don't even care where you come from
Jack and gin shots in my body
Too many sips and now I feel dodgy
Chattin' up every peng ting

listen here (uh, come on)
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I guess I can start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here joint apart
Back, Middle, to the front,

Choice Is Yours [Revisited]

Black Sheep

A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

1991

listen here (uh, come on)
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I guess I can start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here joint apart
Back, Middle, to the front,

Taken out by Zimmerman’s conditioning
That any black kid in a hoodie is a suspect, a roughneck
Geraldo bought it, his son was upset
Like pops are you done

SOILED IN REGRET

It's fun murdering words that are blood curdling,
By now, you must live under a rock, if you ain't heard of him.
Madchild, I don't

at every turn every time?
Rappin' longer than most of you've even been alive
My tracks are somber, emotional, deep and energized
I'm a menace, I have been

Down the Line

Big Daddy Kane

Taste of Chocolate

1990

the crowd
Snatchin the microphone real proud
But your rhymes are so booty you should write em on White Cloud
So next up down the line, Scrap Lover
[Scrap

Listen

TQ

Listen... [Clean]

2004

soldiers on the front line
Doing what you got to do to get by (listen)
This is for the struggle it don't stop
This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac

that
Straight up and down
I don't feel like standing by
The fucking front door, alright?
You know what? Matter fact, a year from now
When you at home

Look at how ugly you are, it's unsettling
Wait till that bitch is dead, that is my reckoning
Bitch, look
The real question is, when you're losin' track