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The devil's apprentice
There is no medicine
Roll it up and smoke it up
until my head'll spin
I am the best
You never heard about
Smoke in my chest
I got no time

this shit Hella' times
All that anger bring me pain
I don't speak leave it in my rhymes
Don't come around cause my heart changed
And niggas move all in

I need it?
I tried to rise on a weekend 
Oh my my that body got me weak if I fall into that pussy I’m sea sick
Yuh
Light skin she caught me lackin’
I

Maybe if I met you on a different night
Never got the courage to ask you for that light
Maybe if we got our start in the produce aisle bumping

the rhymes
I write to declaring me a God among men
Or maybe we could slow it down a bit
Guess I got to make a wave before
I talk about drowning in it
I just

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I make myself popping
Anytime homie Not you

I got you all shook who the fuck said i can't do it
Man It's too fucking late to act like

Clones coming
All these clones coming
Clones coming
All these clones coming
Clones coming
All these clones coming
Stop running
No need to run
You got

Mama you are Number One (Haikona)
Hakuna akaita semi (Number One)
Yah It's Kuda
First of Thank God for having you (Yah)
And everything that you always do

these niggas, Ricky Ross about to floss it
I got her pussy popping on my triple beam
Black bottles so you know we sipping lean
Drinking the yellow

me
The same way that the rain falls
I ain't gon' lie, you got it all, all, all, all, all of me

Uh, loves all of you
Like I'm John Legend

uh, you niggas is so damn laced up 

I don’t got no time for that shit, all my niggas ball like lakers 

We gon keep ballin in this bitch (yeah)

Said

Yeah, you think you got the power
You ain't got the power
You don't tell me that it's okay
I tell you that it's okay
You don't got the power
You

the sunlight
You ain’t telling anyone you’re from the Eastside
But shit you got a real lie
How far you wanna push it for the limelight
Those nights gone by, we

on a need-to-know, want smoke but he got pita rolled
The weapons formed against me know by now it's best to leave me 'lone
Talked to the vibes, they said you foreign
I

Tin Soldier

Earth Quake

Sittin' in the Middle of Madness: Anthology

2003

I'm a little tin soldier
That wants to jump into your fire
You are a look in your eye
A dream passing by in the sky
I don't understand
All I

There's so much that's on my mind its hard to put it into rhymes
Just lay low with my guys i hope that we'll be hard to find
I get high to disguise

prove it

Loose lips get wired shut, the rhymes like pliers to the gut

You bouta shit ya lunch

Smoking on a stump

Word to my bro Food & Roc

They never

rhyme right
What if I can't get my head together, I can't get my head together
Whole time it's my heart that's moving wrong my mind right
Never move

people out there that fuck with my rhymes
Share this shit with everyone when you hear it all the time
"Tick-Tock" killed the music that I really like
So

Hook: 
Dont give it up, dont give it down
Dont pass it up, dont pass it down
I´m Ragman from Gothem GP
73.0.33, u feelin me

Wuzz good, wuzz really

up, bitch get with the grind
Nigga talking all that shit, he ain't wicked with the rhymes

Lil bro bitch
I lost it all, I had to get back up now I'm

spent, you won't forget it
I got money, baby, me and you can spend it

I just want you mine, I'm losing my mind
How you so damn fine, I wanna wake up by

Jealous Guy

112

Harlem World

1997

some jealous guys in our town, oh baby            

Well, well, well
Now would you be mad if I gave back your girl
Or would it still be a problem

Hey, me, I lied to you!
Don't realize? Well, it's time you do
You have no idea what I can do
When the skies are gray
You got to find a blue
You got