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Albums:

RAS Portraits (Freddie McGregor) · Portraits (Emmylou Harris) · Portraits on Standards (Stan Kenton) · Piano Portraits (Phineas Newborn, Jr.) · Lifetime Intimate Portraits: Christmas Belles (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Kenton Portraits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portraits (Martin Taylor) · Calling All Portraits (Devin Hoff) · Portraits [Bonus Tracks] (The Buckinghams) · Piano Portraits, Vol. 3: Swingin' for Joy (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


drastic
a couple Million in the mattress
with a safe dick I say fuck taxes
rather endulge in duct tape pig tie tactics
crime pays 
nigga, Nine-Hundred
the glassy eye window of one less to passes by
Now I'm six foot four with a sick flow walk up just to recline
With no free time, the alarm storms at nine
My
The following previews have been approved for all audiences
By the Committee For Audiovisual Sound

On the mean streets of New York, everyone has
drastic
a couple Million in the mattress
with a safe dick I say fuck taxes
rather endulge in duct tape pig tie tactics
crime pays 
nigga, Nine-Hundred
tonight
We tip the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word
tonight
We tip the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word
and things, man, all that type of stuff
(That's a lie) man, I got nine hundred pairs of Reeboks
man I got every pair of Adidas (You're a liar)
I got every color
Yeah! That's the beat right there. 
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit. 
So don't try this at home  yo. 
Yo  yo  yo
give this year
Everybody's getting the presents they want for Christmas, yeah
Life is only ninety nine winters
So I'm tryna bond with daddy even
thangs

Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's
A 4 and a split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick
How I win it by makin' a 100 every summer
to the time?'
Life can pass you buy, just watch how fast it flies
Nineteen eighty-nine's when I started mine, now I'm like 'what happened to the time?'

By
this rap fans like crack fiends 
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene 
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda 
Albums
[flipping through news broadcasts.]
Business? ...one eight hundred nine
Nine two...for cash back, see store for details...
Meeting rebel leaders, he says he
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, b****, I even have
publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have
the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraph
I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass
Reach your epitab and bury your ass
As the coffin gets lowered into
gon' take, nine-hundred-thousand in clear
Takin with a clear, I don't need a Benz this year
Took care of my paperwork
Takin United Taxi out to Vegas
Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin Merkatroid
I drop noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline like receding hairline, crime speaks fine
with a nine
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
dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is
Lemme shout out bobby cuz, 6ix in there like
"Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib, keep that (squad!)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my
you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
And that
portraits
wherever ya'll at I know you're gettin' it
wherever ya'll at I know ya'll stackin' chips, livin' rich
I took this time out to reminisce on all