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Syntax Era

Leaders of the New School

T.I.M.E.

1993

makes you want to stop. 
But? (I know you, and you know me) 
C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D. 
That's deep as I look at all the videos. 
Wack stage

dicked down today
Get your nuts ground to paste
Cuz its Dro, Ton, and Rey HEY

If you ain't with me
Get the fuck out my way
If you wanna deceive me
Get

vocal bout your new dude
Guess I was right when I didn’t trust you 
Cause I born in gutter you were raised by the chimps
Had bad bitches on me you got

Trap nigga
Trap nigga
Trap nigga
Trap
Trap nigga
Trap nigga
Trap nigga
Trap
They tell me trap nigga
Trap nigga
Get it how you live
I push that pack

money but still sad within
Like Robin Williams nem'
I like to see you niggas suffer but Bo he been past it
He told me let you niggas eat cause we control

a day like this in shit years
But I am just blessed by God to have my dawgs and my family riding with me
There ain't no better feeling than being around

this shit is no different
And as I pray the Lord before he lay me down to sleep
Please remind them 
I don't want them thinking this is sweet

I been

forget
Laying there sad but you won't let me quit
I can't forget
Girl you always had my back know I'll always love you 
Cause you held me down like that

Detroit vs. Everybody

Eminem

SHADYXV [Only @ Best Buy]

2014

ridin' with us
Or gettin' rolled on
That means Detroit versus everybody
Hey Em
Let me get that instrumental, take it down to the hood
Let the little

the fame need property and money piling studied the game down to a T its all science buried in the mud feeling like a black diamond play a instrumental watch

pick it up or lay it down
You make it harder and harder to stop what you've started
Chorus:
(Down 'n dirty)
Oh my little Rosalee, don't you think it's

off ya whole spot
Let a clip off and more shots
Niggas love Big Poppa, they wish Big around
Cuz I don't let them eat I
Lay my muscle game down
Imagine

It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!

[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all

flipping over tables, and setting down some other rules 
Can’t get the swag off of me. This cocky? Yep, I gotta be
Don’t like it? It don’t bother me, see

Feel like I'm running in place
Hope I'm not losing my mental I'm definitely feeling surrounded by fakes
I barely pick up a pencil On these

to the studio cuz beats are honey
Need a record in my tummy cuz yeah I'm hungry
So feed me instrumentals cuz I'm mental
Lyrically put you down like John Wick

of love my enemies just want me ground
Like rip go around energy feeling proud
Shoot lay up drown swish how it sound
Think i start to feel innocent
get

Let's Lose Some Sleep Tonight

Aaron Watson

The Honky Tonk Kid

2004

Of Missing You

So Let's Turn Out The Lights
(Let's Turn Out The Lights)
And Lay Here By My Side
(Lay Here By My Side)
Give Me The Lose That I Need
Baby Let's

they showin' me
I'm like a half-mob deep, fuckin' prodigy
Them bustas lay down
And they mind-fucked up with the Trey pound, yea
What it is, what it do

the grass, he changed
I done stole the instrumental in the beat, I done stole his word
You wanna play that back, listen to it, fuck your head

I got some shit

could drop and squat it
Please do not be impressed by all the hype they give you
Slow down a little and you're in my rear view
Man, boys are starving

ground (higher ground)
To a higher ground.

Troubled times may bring me down
And drive me to my knees
And I am blinded by despair
And cannot see.

But you

feel

My daily routine narrated by an Attenborough
Over the instrumental to "Keep It Thoro"
My chain bang glass ceilings, Joe Burrow
When

mean to me I seem cornered
By the pressures of being who I is and standing on a corner
At least I'm hood enough to never snitch before your honor