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talking but I'm loud I was tryna be subtle
Can't conceal my shine it's off the muzzle
From the west side went to brooks but not Russell
Lotta rappers need

the greatest of all time into mine
So I'm nice, I've got a brawler's heart with a boxer's mind
When I fight it's a thing of beauty this is my place
And even if

running after, it's running after me
With my life laid down, I'm surrendered now
I give You everything
'Cause Your goodness is running after, it's running

was hustling
Too much weight on my shoulder
Had to turn into muscle
Can't rush

Perfected my craft, now I got a def jam like I'm signing to Russell

No

I play Lebron James cuz I stay with Johnson and Johnson
My momma said
Women get respect
Bitches want to act like they got it
And now I get it
That

Here Comes the Judge

Ol' Dirty Bastard

The Trials and Tribulations of Russell Jones

2002

Comes the Judge, Here Comes the Judge
{Give it to me now}

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Here comes my Mac
I don't need this shit owned by stack
I don't need

Merchandise Mart, Hurting my heart
Workin every day, serving bald fucks
Merchandise Mart, first floor, Starbucks

It was a battle
Always hard to tackle
Doing

Lord Forgive Me, I Just  Made My Millionth Trap
In It To Win It, And There Aint No Turning Back
And Its A Blessing, That Im Still Upon The Map
But

got ties to the mob
Ain't no joke, like a cigarette my nigga
You'll get smoked, now that I'm older
It's not my job, I was trained by OG's
Not by IG, I'm

too (yeah)
Tonight you know I'm takin' my time, kiss on her neck (neck)
Just watch your tone when you talkin' to me, it's about respect
We already

Buchanan, respiratory failure was the key
Abe Lincoln, by an assassin's gunshot, R.I.P

It was a stroke that put Andrew Johnson into the ground
Ulysses Grant,

head
I'm just a patsy like Patsy Cline
Never shot anyone from in front or behind
Got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear
I'm never gonna make it

Twenty Years Ago

Kenny Rogers

Decade of Hits

1997

the good times go?
Life was so much easier twenty years ago.

I guess I should stop by Mr. Johnson's hardware store
His only son was my friend Joe
But

Niggy Nuts

LL Cool J

10

2002

the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin' by

Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it
Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it?
Don't you

I been sliding lately
Ab10 hold 32 like magic Johnson made it
Sending shots at all my opps
It ain't no time for waiting
All i do is call a blitz it

I'ma Hata

Drama

Quality Street Music

2012

your guts, hi hi

I be in the pussy slurpin’
Why you and life so goddamn perfect?
Cuz my life sucks and it serves no purpose
I’m gonna fuck her just

a demon
Scuba I'm flowing guess I'm in the deep end
Nut In her ass got her leakin out semen
She kicked out by Sunday this hoe juh for weekends

Meet it

We Were

Keith Urban

We Were

2019

We were just a couple years short of the age
By my name on a fake ID
And still 'bout a hundred away from the day
Your daddy said you could run

a quarter back like Russell	
I can help you put the missing pieces to the puzzle	

This that cold weather hustle
Better bundle up 
cnd keep that stick by ya

litty
This is my city
I be in the stu with it
Two chains feel like I be in the pool with it
Know my choppa feeling hot but I'm cool with it
Grade school

Chrome crosses cross my heart, I hope to die inside the Stoney
I surround myself with steppers cause I can't crease my Saucony's
Russell hands, a ring

Like ian got no heart
If you reading this it's too late
I'm fuckin on this broad
And she trynna be my new bae 
But I can't show no love
Shady feeling

Your batter bitter buy some better butter bitch
Betty bopper bopping on my magic johnson better get her bruh
Yo' jack and seem then pop your pill
Me

soul
Roll the green get iller
Send a message in the sky
For my niggas, that's dead and gone
Got a heart full of pride
And some woman I can swim in
Spend