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Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

how it is and that's how it goes 

The city with the 8 and six big O's 



New York is a crazy city man..... 



Yo, my home boys Run DMC

With everything going on
I just had to get off of the phone
And spend some time alone in my head
Stepped out of my zone
Clear somebody really want me

to mess with
My rhymes are seriously hectic
And I don't give a shit - septic
Yo, you have been blessed with
A sworded tongue terror
New era, but no cap,

No fly zone so you better reroute 'em
Charged up I take the battery out 'em
Set 'em on fire and gasoline douse 'em
I put a bag on yo head that's

not the back, when there's beef I attack 
Grab the guns and start lighting 
Ya'll the bitch niggers behind cars scared to death
like "yo, who fighting?"

in the life of a OG
Where a real two for one mean you owe three
Street math hit different like geometry
Some shit I dont give a fuck
Why you bother me

to the fact
Yo I gain self-esteem by esteemable acts
Back wit the axe and slice tracks in half
Slice you down to particles
Yo shorty get the mask
Feel the bass

I come in the name of Jesus
By the power of the holy spirit
What's yo trip
I told you what I'm goin through
The fuck yo problem

I been

friends
Humble enough not to judge yo sin

Maybe I'll be better off by myself
Better off alone than with someone else
Maybe I'll be better off by myself

real, so raw
My bloodline is down by law
My pedigree is so Zone Three
So Zone One, so Zone Four
In other words fuckboy I ain't no ho
Nigga, I'm known

It's All Good

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood [Clean]

1998

to the west coast, all my bitches 

Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin' 
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin' 
Give 'em dick,

Undertaker

Young Droop

King

2006

and done ate his ass,
Playa back, we rhyme we I live, I'm a zone 3 hustla niggaz know what it is,

[Chorus]

May we all bow our heads, and pray for this

It's All Good

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

to the west coast, all my bitches 

Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin' 
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin' 
Give 'em dick,

Roc U

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

get em real nice

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Neef Buck]

Yo; kill me with a get a gun, betta know where i'm from load them up with dumb guns leave

Mr. Baller

Pharrell Williams

Rock City [Version 2.0]

2002

While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so

[Intro - Krayzie]
Yâ¬"all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY

[Chorus - Krayzie & Flesh]
They know Iâ¬"m crazy by the flow
N-gga

one
We Jah children we nah collide
Really and truly, we each pon in Jah side no one nuh betta than no one,
hey,
yo
Live by di works, sing praises

cha

Get away with the crime, that's the wrong picture

I'm in a zone like a teen on a phone

H-I with no V, but I stay full blown

Hah, yeah yo, put

Rewind That

Common

Nobody Smiling [Deluxe Edition]

2014

Tone
Wishin' I could get that time back
Oh I care, yo man, rewind that
Me and Dion back in the zone, I'm doing shows with Tone
For the future of the Chi

Clip niggas it's not a game, Star Trak
It's like that, what, check it yo, yo, yo

It's the final curtain
We black masks and black turbans
Lightin' up

Clip niggas it's not a game, Star Trak
It's like that, what, check it yo, yo, yo

It's the final curtain
We black masks and black turbans
Lightin' up

the
store Kalicofalilo? check yo collar

[Chorus 2X]

[Gangsta Boo]
A nova gettin money lendin niggas pimp by the Boo
They want me to smile but steady I frown

had arrived
Without Facebook I still go live
Three, two, one pull gun gimmie keys to the ride
You speak up get beat up
Drain blood by the liter
I'm

I'm free Tuesday 3 weeks from now
You bring your crew I bring my crew
Just pick a time and side of town
Zone 6 is my stomping ground
But I guess you