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to rock wit (It's Beatrock)
Who your top pick, who you shoot your shot wit
Who your pilots, who the two in the cockpit
Who decide when and where you choose

Out To Cali, 
Economy No
Taking Pictures
With The Pilots In Front Of Me Thoo 
Leaving Everybody In The Back
Who Tried Front On Me Thoo 
You Breaking

your seat belt on
I got C4 bomb tucked into my undies
The pilot says, "Damn, should've rode my donkey"
It's about to get crazy
When it's time

should be hammered
In two minutes flat, I start to stand up
Yellin' "Who in the house got match?"
Cloudy homie you really sound like Mac
You gon' take it

the hash slow
Return to Bash Bro
This stew I smell surely exhibits swell earth, shit
All I can say is, two minutes well worth it
Quack quack quack
Tried

2-4 back in 02
Yo nigga told you that he know me, I know he a ho too
I hate to expose you, so shut up like I told you
I'm quick to get up in it in

If you couldn't tell
I-
I hate my brother
He's so good
He's so nice
He smiles at everyone
Doesn't he see how wrong they all are
cnd that's why I'm here

games about to be everything that you've dreamed of
Behind center, two minutes left to go in the Super Bowl
This is your moment 
You either blow it,

Sixty over sixty with no brakes, there ain't no stopping me now
A million thoughts a minute, any minute I'm gonna drown
Two million people in this

minute I'm gonna drown
Two million people in this city, yet it's a desolate town
Weird stares, blank space, wears a dead face with a frown
So sick

Remember Me?

RBX

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy

100 Miles and Runnin'

N.W.A

Niggaz4life [Bonus Tracks]

1991

usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two

hey)

(Hey, hey, hey)

(Hey, hey, hey)

Two-face
I'm so fucking two-faced
Tell me that I'm too fake
You love me on a Monday and you hate me by

Why Wouldn't I

Fabolous

The Desert Storm Mixtape: DJ Envy - Blok Party, Vol. 1

2003

to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble

used to there every minute every hour when you want me to
Now I think it over sitting in the shower for a day or two
And by the time I find I’ve been

I think they forgot who I was 
They hated me on my pilot 
2 seasons in you gon want some 
Bitch don't you talk like you want some 
Stuck in our heads

cnything that I want you better buy it supply it 
Put me on the plane by the pilot 
I'm just playing my love you can't buy it 
But if you spending that bag

rising
Kruz control, that's auto pilot
I'm angry now and I can't hide it
You gon' hate me like a bad virus
If you pointing fingers make sure to blame ya

Wearing chains like a slave nigga
I'm Getting paid niggas
Clean as two shits fuck a maid nigga
Or stylist
Just me and my nigga some half naked bitches

for the environment
The life that I want
Y'all hate it, it's too violent
I stepped outside
The man's just went viral
I'm too high to drive off two

look like I’m slipping but I just pilot different
No accident I’m descending boy this a fighter engine
I’m flyer than all these niggas that set they

buildin empires
Smoked out off side, in the back of the Cadillac
Stoned to the max, off moonrocks, drivin'
Lane swervin' high, 9 times fly pilots on top

getting big,
Hand her keys like its new Rose
Mari by my side, Wayne too
I need a few those
Why love anyone but them
It leads to pain
Dollars only matter now

Better mediate focus on the breath maintaining
A sense of calmness countered by a chaos daily
The wind blows and i don’t feel like sailing
The water froze