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to the infinite, pass by
Get a grip lil nigga, Imma get mine
Eliminating opposition in my down time
See the crown, finna grab it you a feline
Yeah pussy, took a lil

your stone sets, I got my own baguettes (uh huh)
And I'll be doin' things that you won't regret
Lil Kim, the Queen Bee, so you best take heed (uh huh)

Kick One wait Kick 2 let off 30
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you

what they know 
Haters heard who I be (wit) 
Mad your money runnin low
Blue fire givin light I’m lit 
Got that fire ima glow 
Hit a snake and it gone

The eloquence, imagine 
The lil engine that could going from niggahood to Godlyhood 
Even if you can't dig it man, you probably should 
A lot of schemes

pain
Hottest youngin around yeah he go by lil Spade
Showin to much love I had to change my ways
I’m Spittin all this real shit they gone feel my pain
Rip

reaching out his hand guess he need a lifeline (Sheyee)

Reachin' out for Tony, you reachin' a lil' too far (Don't do that)
I be like Jafar, who you are, Rub

glorifying humans
Who the opposite of you
You 30 wit a degree
Saying what would jay z do
You ain't neva bang shit
Askin what wit nip do
Ain't the type to shock

Hey, Mr. Wipe Down, ya heard me? Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix
Badazz, Savage Life, Foxx-a-million
Man, you already know what it is, ya heard

you gon' say that you know me

And you ain't e'en ever met me
Excuse me lil' boy, are you lost? (don't say that)
Somebody seems a lil' judgy

Watch how this motherfucker break down
Make em go dumb with the bass sound
Know you got rats in ya circle but its cool
Cause they really won’t

swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up

the bag
(Bag)

Hop of the stage I just turnt up for staples
Kissing my baby Badu by the hand

Up in the royce wit Jeaxn Do & Lil Mosey
We had the bitches

(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)

Yea rest In Peace Lil Naughty
Fuck you bitches, Coppers yea, You laughing
Now is the time to stop
(I, I, I,

We Can Make It Better

Q-Tip

Hurricane Relief: Come Together Now

2005

In the ghetto infested by shade and drama
And niggas wit' thangs ain't afraid of karma
I'm thinkin' big like Lil Wayne and Tha Carters's that

tryna' be positive mama
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan, mama
Who you know put they motherfuckin'
Self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody shit
I

the way that they feeling invalid
Boy you got pulled out by a spoon, by the tongs
Could of sworn they was whipping a salad
Bitches been stalking on me,

Booty booty yeah I love it
My favorite word to repeat it is nigga
Just made dis new beat I hope you fuck wit it
I'm living I'm switching my pace

care what other bitches do
No switcheroo cuz she solid just like a G
Wit knowledge straight out the streets
And hollering when I beat...
Like bass in

similar to south korean idolatry
Monstrously “spirit cookin” Choi Soon-Sil
Prophecies voided; pruned; nil
These aren't the droids you were looking for - lil

ah bring dat shit down like the police knockin at ya door
Always kept it 96 wit the 4
You don't wanna see lil ice with the Chrome
I know some niggas

Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon

I bought me a potty.
Dissin’ me really could get you a hearse,
Probably be dead by the end of this verse and I stay wit’ some niggas thats ready

jackin' from tha caddilac sound
tha shadow in tha street 
Tha shadow that you see 
My homie right beside me lil' R-O-B
Don't fuck wit me 
I'll jack you up