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There's nothing I won't do, ooh
Nothing that I won't do, whoa

Yeah
I know you more than just your looks but you're the baddest 'round (true)

growth spurt hit (it don't matter 'bout the size)
I'ma be captain, and I was around 2010, no cap ('cause you're here, right?)
I got "Freshman Player

Jack was on his way 
to the market, 
a stranger came and said,
Hey there chap, 
it seems like 
you're going to sell the cow. 
Why don't you exchange your

What you know about the hardships
Under estimated even though you Know
That you're the greatest
And everything you do is pointless
In the eyes

pursuing music now
Probably not cus the crowd too loud, hey
You're blinded by the baddies
It's Pats Musik bout to roll me a fatty

have never known
And as I die, I think of you
Oh, I hope you're proud
Of what I had to do
It's getting real out there
It's getting real out there
It's

Miss TSc there's no need to be so fickle,
When you pat somebody down, why don't you throw in a tickle
Oh I know you're so sweet, pretending to be wicked

on up, niggas use to tease me
See me on top
It makes you queasy.
Sick with it
Bitch, I'm Bruce Lee
Seduce me
You're nice and juicy
In the parking lot, I

Buster
In junkyard society
We're repelled by all propriety
Humility and modesty
Good manners and sobriety

We always gulp our meat
Our coats are

that?
I can see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl, what that say? Wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil Wayne, no

When poetry isn't enough
And all those fucks forgot to call your bluff
While you're sitting there holding your wrists
You got cut down by my kiss

The Story

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

See, when you're up, everybody wanna come around
But when ya down, ain't nobody out there to be found
If you love someone you should tell em often
Ya

fashioned turtle
Me and my fellas be on a good one
You're liable to find me up in Alaska shootin dice
Out there hustlin, grittin and grindin, sellin ice

Kung Fu

Biz Markie

I Need a Haircut

1991

Once about a time there was a kid
Who didn't have a bicycle or a car that skid
Only thing he had was Pat and Turner
He didn't know the future but

Night Riders

Slick Rick

Make the Music 2000

1999

the paycheck! (Mhmm) 
A lettergram said that you're ahead of him 
Nowhere on the planet nigga can't rap better than 
So know that I'm the flyest, bypass 
by

Where once there was a pat on the back 

Is now just a crack of the whip 

Where once there was a celebrated coming of age 

Is just a uniform that

What's My Name Yo

MC Lyte

Ain't No Other

1993

Capri, and the one Red Alert now I'm
ready for the showdown, who's the lowdown?
I'm in a rude mood honey you're goin down
Lickity split, swallow that

Help me to believe that
There is real need for
Gods that can allow you 
To keep calm

Raising thousands years we
Pray for heaven's mercy
Every time

be my bitch said possibly
She said "is there some place that you got to be"
Cause that girl you're dogging got the hots for me
She staying up all night

jaguar.
Our prosperity is their death.
Pat us on the back, third world wallets gone.
There's blood on our hands,
It's your choice if you want to see it

to blue
There are more hats in Team Fortress 2
Than there are real forts in the whole EU
'Fort Boyard' took 56 years to complete
So by the time that it was

I'm not even there 
I don't wanna stand still and be nervous to speak my mind 
I don't wanna desire love but be nervous by what I'll find 
I don't wanna

Rang Dang

Bloodhound Gang

Use Your Fingers

1995

To The Shotgun Blast
I'll Blast That Sorry Ass When You're All Outta Gas
I Freak Like Cerebal Pals I'll Get Inside Your Drawers
For Alarm There Is No Cause I

Queens bloodline
Pops taught me to hustle Mama told me be humble
I learned by going through struggle
When you fall you need to bounce back
I promise