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suckin his dick is bitch!
I'm against all this name-callin shit
Negro please! Listen to Chris Wallace bitch

[Chorus:]
What's beef? Beef is when these
the bridge
Rockin my sunglasses, signin pictures for the kids
I demolish from Tribeca to Hollis
+Sky's the Limit+ like Chris Wallace - you can't stop it
the struggle
I remember the shine
I remember they faces when they saw me shine
N**** I remember everything

Outside with no shirt (I remember n****)
Talked
nudists 
And Chris Wallace influence, spittin' knowledge with coolants 
(Remember Dallas 63?) he?s back now, let's do this 

(Aha) 
JFK when I come
[Evan Schiller // Acoustic Drums & Loops]
[Chris Fox // Upright Acoustic Bass]
[Scott Moughton // Classical Acoustic Guitar]
[Eyvind Kang // Viola]

We
there's a date you gotta sell it by
Otherwise it just expires and spoils
And these folks jump out the pot when the water too hot
'Cause the fire boils
(Chris Farren/Michael Dulaney)

At the Praire View Motel
They've got a swimming pool shaped like the state of Texas
And a room with a view,
need each other more than ever, don't leave me by myself..

[Chris]
Young Chris... (check it)
Young Neef..
Together for ever, Neef & see
I give
"Remember Pun?"
Yeah, check me out 
"Remember Pun?"
Terror Squad 

I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis the God
Helmet
Transcribed by Chris Vagnini 
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I can remember how it started
I'd follow the firemen
I'd dreamed
Come-a-come around, remember what happened to tiger
Game over, dead wrong, biggie wallace
I was the one you counted one before you stacked your wallets
[Young Chris talking]
Where that pian sat at (uh)
Young Gannas (chea) What up niggas;
Niggas got till January to get they shit together;
You hear
and over again, just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again

Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear
but you can't
All hoes faint when they see the Jag paint
Let's make it crystal clear, Mag's the rookie of da year
By this time next year the whole world
just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again

Yo, when you hear talk of the Southside, you hear talk
[Evan Schiller // Acoustic Drums & Loops]
[Chris Fox // Upright Acoustic Bass]
[Scott Moughton // Classical Acoustic Guitar]
[Eyvind Kang // Viola]

We
I love you in a place, where theres no space or time
I love you, for the life, you're a friend of mine
& when my life is over, remember when we
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber

So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
the hood in big K's and troops
When the Quintin boys were just gangs group to mess with
I remember man when Chucky got shot, yeah
Lying there bleeding man
never forget about
That. and that's why actually I called him up then when we needed another
Guitarist, "remember that guy? ". and so it took me, like,
White devils like it
I'm drinking coffee brought to me
By white devils' sidekicks
They askin' if we like to get higher
Like they hired him
tinted, artillery when I'm in it
Whip it in the kitchen before Hillary became a Clinton
Assholes by nature, cash flow was major
In the old school, or M
tape I'd trade 
DJ Mark Love makes the party push and shove 
I float over a beat made by Chris the Glove 
The Beat Junkies, Nu-Mark and Cut Chemist
big boys
I ain't cry like a bitch when it got hard
On tha block all day, Me and Big Boy (Big Chris)
Hope I live to see tomorrow, got a big rod
Got
See not long back when I was seventeen 
When I walk in the jam 
Suckers look at me mean 
They wouldn't give me respect 

Told girls I was wack