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Drug Dealers Anonymous (Jay-Z) · Power from the Eastside (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Eastside (Afrika Bambaataa) · Eastside Shake (John Gold) · Ride on the Eastside, Vol. 1 (Dang3r) · Live 10 Jahre: Power from the Eastside [Bonus CD] (Loikaemie) · Eastside Drama (Brownside) · Eastside (B.o.B) · Texas Eastside Kings (Texas Eastside Kings) · Eastside LB [CD/Vinyl Single] (Twinz) – and 90 other albums »


way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
and Brooklyn from fighting
Telling me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill
rich as dope dealers?
Nothing left for us but hoop dreams and hood tournaments
Thug coaches with subs sittin on the bench; either that or rap
We want
faces, fugitives runnin' from court cases
Slugs shootin' past for the love of drug paper
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers
And God'll throw
mornin 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch it's time to dick her
I ain't in love with
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my b****, it's time to dick her

I ain't in
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, it's time to dick her

I ain't in
and Brooklyn from fighting
Telling me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill
court of law despise)
A teenage thug
[M. Thug] want to fuck and puff lie
A teenage thug

[Nas]
Dreams of bein a doctor will deteriorate
Takin over
thoughts
Before I grow extinct
My back-bone disowned by zone
Why roam? called home
But now on I'm all alone
Just Proof, no shine, no friends, just fans
Them lies as the days go by 
Me, Choo-Choo & Clyde smokin' dank 'til the sun rise 
Walk into the school house 
Franklin Junior 
Back when it was cool
as the days go by 
Me, Choo-Choo & Clyde smokin' dank 'til the sun rise 
Walk into the school house 
Franklin Junior 
Back when it was cool to kiss & tell