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nigga
You judged by the circle you choose to fill my nigga
Thats why I built places out of my lyrics thats where I live my nigga

Never ever had to fear

While the kids run around and play in the grass
The air on their skin, waving like flags

They were men of Squad One
Brothers and sons
Husbands to us

The monsters are out tonight
Why can no one hear them, see them?
They live deep inside your mind
Coming out when they like
They care not for time
Living as long

Yea[00:26.17]Ten[00:28.16]I'm a good kid but a good kid turn bad when they wanna take man for a prick[00:31.36]I wanna be like my rich exe's dad when

but can't fool us you ain't usin' that
Can't calculate what I'm provin' because you're rubrics bad
I been had a bad attitude like Eustace Bag

gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background

I used to run up in your crib with shit that go 'blaka
Nigga tryna brick my squad like I'm

This is knowledge of self-defense you felt the rinse 
Of the brainwash I hold weight like suspense thrillers
This is thriller night
Gods and monsters

I'm Still #1

Cypress Hill

In tha Beginning...There Was Rap

1997

Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know

to huh
I know that's just divided us sometimes
And you want someone to marry you can be a better wife
But first we gotta take care of this kid and live our

squad
You fucking with us like what are the odds
Doing the shit I gotta do (I gotta do)
Living it how I wanna live (I wanna live right)
Doing just what I

and then I wake up with a headache
Checking to see if you left a message that's the first thing
Tryna slide in your dm's like curling
I party by myself go

senses
Like Laurence Fishburne and you have
A squad behind you
You literally can put the
World in slow motion

It’s still February, right?
(security guard

that
You should mind your business
Cause even your mind can get stomped
By a whole squad of ninjas
I show you suckers the wrath of
God and I'm not

to the industry
Creating gods amongst us
All hail to ourselves
For catching every treat

We are monsters

Hatred by design
We’re monsters
Judging over everyone

about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used

I Got Your Back

Rampage

The Imperial Album [Clean]

1998

(Busta Rhymes)
Catching my fever
Rob the passanger, the last griever
You don't lone my squad? 
Fuck ya'll, we don't love your ass neither
Way off

these rappers I'm out working
No sweet home but I became a monster without turning
I kept this shit one hundred like Thelonious Jaha
Crack baby Sandra

(uh-huh)
My shirt all the way down to my feet, yeah (whatever I say)
Spotted all over, she live by the law, as long as, shit, you meant it (uh-huh)
I'm

Listen, don't be mad when I say how I really feel
You just rhyming words together
And you ain't sayin' a thing

The world that has us feeling like

how to take game, so we live on,
from here on, mediterranean mobb,
linked with the squad, we hard,
non vuoi questo, make your body
disappear like magic

fighting, Mary help me please
Bring me ease, I don't believe in peace
I keep a piece like all these kids names is Reese, Capeesh
See
I been a monster hidden

drink, live in fear like Ichabod Crane
I be sick of y'all, fuck 'em all, they do the same thing, not me
Not me, muthafucka, top three, I cannot be

about that?
You talk about your squad that's about
But nobody really sees them around like that
I don't hear no struggle in your voice
When you speak,

even heard from you
You left the kids by they self
They haven't even heard from you
We put your wig on a shelf
We unstable, yeah
We unstable, yeah
Your