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and cop
You gotta pay for that
Cap like it real, you get killed Cause you not
You gotta pay for that
Fake with that steel, you get Killed by them opps
They

do not have enough Shidduchim in Klal Yisroel
I'm begging from you to unite 10,000 Chossonim and Kallahs

Everyone is shocked and amazed by this

brother gotta testify
First I roll and then I touch the sky
Looking up you see me passin' by
Playing this cause this my battle cry
For my brother gotta

Center stage, no sliver spoon, born ugly
Funny how time changes, now my soul beautiful
His favorite Angels love me
10,000
Sinner man, wit praying

Tell It to the Judge

Crucial Conflict

The Final Tic

1996

in a room by myself
Having thoughts of all the things
That I've lost in the world
Thinking I'm getting close to death
But now I'm having flashbacks

know that you stay wet
Love a girl that can take away the day's stress
Show me what she's down for and she say less
When she walk in the room
Feeling

and that's on everything
You're doing your best get it in, there's no room to hate
18 dummy go stupid when I'm in the bay
Yeah I do it all for my fans and my

cuffs
When I'm sick, I don't cough
Receiving laugh by giving fun,
Somebody's best friend for like 4 minutes
My feeling heart giving puns,
Prolly stressing

Dawson's Geek

Busted

Busted [2002]

2002

Dawson's maniac

[Chorus]
You think that you know everything
Take one step back and look at yourself
I think you don't know anything
All my friends

Out

Insane Clown Posse

The Terror Wheel

1994

Lookin for some brains
Everything seemed too quiet as I walked down the block
Until I got hit in the head with a rock
Can't really tell I musta been out

I'm well on my way to 10,000 hours
You should follow all of your obsessions
Youth fighting for the prized possession
Then get caught with it in

like AI ain't no practicing
When I liked up with my nigga Luca Max he mastered this
Ain't no room for any pacifist or any acting shit

myself Got drunk past I threw up on myself
I'm a maniac Here I am, bitch, I'm ballin
Like I got no kids, it don't have to be a holiday for me to celebrate

Call 9-1-1

Westside Connection

Terrorist Threats

2003

nigga blaze the chronic

Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for

Life's a maze
We face death
As we age
Breath by breath
Take what u want
For granted
When commas come
People start dancin'
When dollars come
Some start

And wen mi wake next morning a suh mi  pray let everything go well fi me erh 
Everything I touch let it be bless and every where I go 
let blessings meet me

know that everything starts in the mind
I set my intentions then I look for the signs
One step at a time the journey aint a straight line
One breath

space
They don't try that shit with me, cause niggas know that I don't play
And everything I stand on, I take it to the grave
And I'm heavy in the paint,

the rest of time
Defined by my obsession with the last ride
Catalyst for the wicked shit
Black Magic clique's little anarchist
The line I walk is thin

ah should retire by thirty
I should be there for my children
You either get busy dyin' or you could get busy livin'
I am so tired of fightin', I'm

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Best of Sugar Hill Records

1998

In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib

New York New York big city of dreams 
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems 
You

Shells from out the weapon on the motherfucking floor
Fucking all equipped we start that mother fucking war
Coming with that action battle everything

her to Miami Making it vanish no bra no panties
I can't just do everything that you ask me
Wanna get nasty, in the backseat
Used to be ratchet, I turned

I'm pretty sure that the earth is 10,000 years old.
I don't care what the science says, I'll say what I'm told. 
Cuz my preacher is quite convincing,