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Get back, cant run with the Crew that big facts.
We talk about bitches from the way back
Now they fake in the face that's big wack.
Most of y'all run

a play
Y'all always hangin' from outside the club
Bitch we be the owners of buildings
You niggas talking a lot about stealing the sauce
But y'all little

Hey, it's Max Raps
Beat Productions for Ynkee Beats
Man, let me talk to y'all for a second
This ain't no song, this is a..

It's a freestyle
And I'm

we not)
(And if u a snake then you gettin shot)
(Yeah if u two face you getting popped)
(Yeah i can't fuck with y'all, you bitches be bops)
(Like y'all

know in the end you gon' leave
This ain't a practice, y'all be wanting fame but always napping
Sleeping eight hours won't get you the platinum chalice
I

the fuck I want
The fuck I want, the fuck I want

I'm finna give this beat a beatin'
Y'all salty as a box of Wheat Thins
Jesus, Cheese itz,cheesy as fuck

of their guys 
Don’t believe what y’all niggas saying cause y’all niggas tell lies 
Y’all niggas are pussy 
Been in them certain situations it never shook me

outside in the cold we call it the dead of winter
Ya was popping that mouth now y'all are peace keepers
Pull up clear the block out like it's a street

Nah
Y'all cats don't get the vision
Wrong lenses
No sense of the mission
Y'all toss stacks into a well
Niggas wishing
This rap shit saved a nigga's

share the same zen
Lettin' freedom ring
Workin' harder to keep that got emancipated
And y'all started wearing sheets (facts)
Yo, where the love at
I'll

Is fucking bread up
Dank said calm down, the only thing I did was speed up
Back on one of my peaks
I turned the other cheek, cause why y'all acting

Streiht up Menace

MC Eiht

Menace II Society

1992

Wake your punk ass up for the 93 shot 
MC Eiht's in the motherfuckin' house... yeah 
And it ain't nothin' but a Compton thang y'all 
And we ain't

Funky Beat

Everlast

Whitey Ford Sings the Blues

1998

Check, uh huh 
Check check y'all 

Yo Whitey Ford's the name 
The Hunchback of Notre Dame 
Couldn't get more bent when it's time to represent

Mellow Madness

Paris

The Devil Made Me Do It

1990

y'all to get along
Build my rep and step to the song
From jazz to hip-hop the Dog'll never stop
Get busy to the melodies that I concoct
When the raps

yeah! (C'mon) yeah
'Uh C'mon yeah! (C'mon) yeah
'Uh C'mon yeah! (C'mon) yeah c'mon, y'all
C'mon, y'all c'mon, c'mon y'all c'mon, y'all

Ya know I'm

Y'all think this shit happened overnight
It just shows how little y'all know.
What you know about walking down TBS in the 90's
Or moving a couple

fully dazed
Run with the chase
Swerving on the game
Young Tylenol
Laughing at the pain

Yo fuck all y'all mother fuckers
Y'all so fucking miserable
All

I'm focused on these lyrics i'm delivering
Y'all be with some snakes like it's slytherin
I can meet your friend the next day i got her whispering
City's

different  ways are taken
Get your energy, better allocate
All together now, y'all need to acclimate

I'm just flying I'm just riding
Until I'm undecided

a Benjamin Franklin bill
Before I ever put my trust in you
All you niggas cap 
You know y'all niggas broke 
Living at ya momma crib you are a joke 
All y'all

cannot ride along
Everything handed to y'all niggas like y'all got on baby draws
I am WMD
Need I say again bitch
Better think what comes out your mouth

sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?

Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)

Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties

New York City gritty committee, pity the fool

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

Get the fuck up!
Simon says get the fuck up!
Throw ya hands in the sky (Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all wassup?

(uh-huh)
When you fell down, wasn't concerned (concerned)
I was up top, wasn't my turn, mhm
Heard trouble, make many, y'all birds (wow)
Hmm, word, damn,