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Action Speaks Louder Than Words

Geto Boys

Uncut Dope: Geto Boys' Best

1992

headaches made me sleep in a toaster
Step in my face, I'll commence the hittin'
9 milli ain't bullshittin'
Down with Seag from the 69th Curbs
Tell 'em,

Ms. Holy Roller

Will Smith

Lost and Found

2005

tryin' to make it, you was hatin? delayin? me, huh?
Where was Jesus when the ice was thrillin' you
Oh, wait, he was he with me tryin' to keep me from

the lottery
To bring my niggas on tour, they don't know what it's costin' me
Tell my AR, "Bring the woosh"
Them Rick Owen boots, the quickest way for her

or the Moon you choose,
Rap battle sing off either way they’d lose,
Tell me if I lost it all would we still make do or would you leave me for somebody leave my

a number bitch im still the same
I done been through alot of shit by this age
Naw you can't tell me shit cause I done been through it
Naw you can't tell me

zone
No fakes
Mehn
I had to
Kick him
Out the
Door
Racks
It came
With hate
Hurt
Feelings
Stack it
To the
Max
I don'
Come
Too
Far
To let
Lames
Ever
Tap me

My Swag

Wyclef Jean

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

is perfect, hatin' on me ain't worth it
I guarantee you, boy, the Earth my turf, if it hurts

(Tell, 'em why 'cause I) been around the world

invite me over if you throw another pity party
Lookin' back, it's hard to tell you where I started
I don't know who love me, but I know that it ain't

you don't love me no more?
(All I want is you)
I don't know where to run to now
But I know I gotta figure it out

Why!
Do you wanna hurt me so bad?
Tell

R.N.S.

Freddie Foxxx

Industry Shakedown

2000

of the third verse
It's +Strictly Business+, if it's +Personal+ I let you know
I hold your heart until the Lord tell me let you go
Don't need advice from no

Let's get 'em started, my shit go retarded (Yo, 14, you got another one)
I ain't gon' hurt you, so please do not start it
They want me around, I be

Let’s get ‘em started, my shit go retarded (Yo, 14, you got another one), I ain’t gon’ hurt you, so please do not start it
They want me around, I be

Just need these racks, ion need me no fame
Aim at his head cuz I know he in range
That stick gonna hurt boy I know you in pain
We pulled it out first we

But now im showing muscle
Tell me why your BM
In my DM
Its the hustle
Or ambition
To tell you truth
Theres a lot that you missin
…
But i aint bout

told y'all niggas
All you need is 3 mics
Hit a nigga like me, DJ Ray G
Quavo, tell 'em
3 mics, 3 mics and a DJ (Huh)
3 mics and a DJ (Huh)
3 mics, 3 mics

me over if you throw another pity party
Lookin' back, it's hard to tell you where I started
I don't know who love me, but I know that it ain't

Out here shit man it just stay cold sometimes you cannot trust a soul
It gets colder than the North Pole you get knocked off if you just tell

hurt you so many times but you never let me fall
Haunted by them memories from when I was small
Nightmare crawl
Mixing pills with Alcohol
I'm so

Keeping you by my side is a must
Damn it could've been just us
Tell me that you love me right now not when I'm gone
Tell me that you love me right now not

Dumb
Still coming in with d coupe
Winning now u can tell by my nike
Shoes
Tell dem mo'fuckers check it
Then I wreck
Banging all the L's
Take off like

tail
Still strugglin', may god help me bubble
Hit the ring, do my thing
All opposed feel trouble get it on!

Let's get ready to rumble
Haha, let's do

from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet till

tell the truth
Bitch you folded
I know it
You know as well
Cause ya selfish! yeah!
Nd I can tell (I can tell)
If you thought that you hurt me
You kinda

Why Me Baby?

Keith Sweat

The Best of Keith Sweat: Make You Sweat

2004

Step off, just a friend
People used to tell me, ¡°L, she was fakin`¡±
But I couldn`t see it, I was blinded by love
Nothin` was too expensive
No night