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But I don't need a mirror, I can see see

And I'm not cocky, I just love myself
And she came by with him, I came by myself
I'm putting on a show so you

Niggaz Don't Want It

The Lost Boyz

Rhyme & Reason

1997

me that's word to my pow
They don't know what, what the fucks goin' on
What the fuck get outta here
Let me go and do this by myself
Got my 4-4 from

let off 30, Kenny wanna laugh

By the way I shoot, same bitches
Rated me a 6, I couldn't call them cute
Show you that I'm a dog in my business
Tryna

slow?

Listen warrior, iyo
mother earth is dying don't let her go, no no
Listen warrior, iyo
mother earth is dying don't let her go, no no
Listen warrior,

won't break
Don't go back to him girl it is too late
Don't listen to what they all gotta say
Cus people gone hate
All of the lights on me give me

two and three
Bad little mama, she built like Alicia Keys
No facade, her strut is hard, based on books by
Intelligent jail crooks, writing to let

Come up to me through the secret door.
She gave orders to the maiden to open the door for him.
Once Aladdin entered he was met by his wife.
My Lady, I

take heed for advice you're given
Can't let my vice go missing
All of this time it's the enemy in him
Gotta deal with it like Jake Gyllen, and stick

give a about you. The world doesn't care. See what happens when you go out into the world, see if people will take care of you, then you let me know how

“I Hate Him” Lyrics by Sarah Solovay

He’s got a crooked smile and big brown eyes,
He’s not that handsome but he keeps them mesmerized,
With his

(You that it's war time)
(You that it's war time)
I told my K we can't let up
We got to keep that pressure on him
I told my little bro don't leave

like azucar
Don't get hit by the big right bazooka
Now you march
As go we to war with the gypsy king
Hear the roars as he walking to the ring
You're in

Intro

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version

1995

to let all y'all know I love you man, I love all y'all 
You know, but but I really came here tonight
For one reason, just 'cause I don't need to cry 
I

Four Minutes to Lock Down

Redman

Blackout! Vol. 2

2009

nigga
You know how I go, word up, let's go
(Three minutes left)

Before all the cussing and the gunfights
Don't wanna run Nike's, yeah, scramble when

you're dead wrong
Rumor I'm the one and I'ma say they dead on
They love him everywhere he go
Ladies throwin' tantrums when he do a show
Fellas say he real

Okay
All right
Let's go
I'm making plays from the sidelines

Which means I'm a coach
The shooters be moving on my time
I put my bitch in

by the bag, he need Rosetta

Took him from the girl, broke his heart, he should've kept her
We only one-on-one this week, he want forever
Like,E let's

yeah, eight one three yeah
Look, and I don't want him caught up, I wish I would've thought of
But by the time I noticed he was too hot like Starbucks

to him
Ask that boy what happened to him
He got stomped on by gang, don't talk on the dead

nigga, like the car notes do, alright
Don't just get up here and bullshit, man. Don't worry about that, I got you
Put a lot of work into this. Go ahead now

Hmmm 
Don't let 'em tell u that I'm wrong for u 
I'll pull out my gun for you
I'll let it go
Boooom
You know these bitches can't
Come close to you

Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
Let's go, yeah
Who rockin' with me?
Bust is down for the city, come and clock it with me
I got fifty on my lap, hundred more in my

Chuck Baby

Chuck Brown

We're About the Business

2007

her don't believe the hype 'cause I'm cool
Enough about me lets talk about you
I want to get to know you and make you my boo
it's all on you baby,

feel like I felt about 2 years ago
My days are the same, they goin' by slow
I don't go to sleep, I'm hearin' the birds cry
I don't give time to haters,