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I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
can say they made a classic hit that gets the club jumpin
Started in 2001 4 years passed and today its still bumpin
Always on the fuckin grind niggas
Inhale imagination and breathe wonder
That's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from her
It's a cold world and niggaz need summer
At times my
a platinum debut?
You gotta come new, oh, where the old school?
II Tru and Ken Dawg, 9-7, summer time
Maintainin' these last days by movin' up the grind
screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens "huh" we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
I a legend?
I just got ten number one albums 
Maybe now eleven
More hits than a 'Now!' eleven
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from
I a legend?
I just got ten number one albums 
Maybe now eleven
More hits than a 'Now!' eleven
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from
Hip over the phone, he's like "oh, yo that s*** is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty."
And at that time,
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
won't remember the time
So here I come a bombing every time I home in to
Off a funky drummer boom I get hot as Donna Summers
'Cause I reign supreme
they bails 
Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales 
We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label 
'cause them rednecks up in
they bails 
Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales 
We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label 
Cause them rednecks up in
you stuck in a three
So you know your floss game ain't nuttin to me
When the sun hits the cross, yo it's something to see
are-be	, Kid Capri niggas
in the hummers
Cause I know them boys be some chiefing last summer
Buffet fire is my drink, and I drinks it daily
So I buys it by the truck load, so I
was thirteen and good we had a hotter date
It was just a number she never told she was knocked up
By the end of the summer chick almost had me locked
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
shorts in the summer Timberlands when it snows 
Sometimes I like to chill sometimes I like to mingle 
Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor
say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
Just like 80 to summer
So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something
So,
winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us 
Tryin' not to let this
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Has to explain
chandaliers
Hip-Hop prisoner, Alberto V-O-5
in your scalp like conditioner, hit you by the eye
Fuck your 20/20 vision up, used to be a pilot
Now he can see
it today I should (Die!)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Damn, right after one quick summer
Am I Young MC or a one-hit wonder?
Is it a following that supports me
my own preaching means
And thinking why I'm leaving rhymes leaking by the evening
Who'da thought the hammer hit ya?
The Ruger spark, leave you