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Can't C Me

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

floss mode
The life of a boss player
Fuck what you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas can't

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 4 [Clean]

2000

And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got

to hit 'em
While his children be with 'em, bag drops
Slide up and twist 'em
Thirsty for clout on your laptop
That's how you get finished
Homie was cappin'

the fiberglass
I classify your last album
As weakass cyber trash
I've amassed so many bodies I
Keep bags by the bags
Right or wrong I'm willing to live
Or die by

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Still D.R.E. [CD Single]

1999

off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it

Blame Game

Kanye West

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

2010

else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I

Eyebrows Down

Ludacris

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

box
We'd skip school, hit open campus and watch out for street cops
Now I'm known around the town as that nigga that raps
From the hills that made high

Syndicate

Ice-T

Power

1988

precise right in the pocket
Stupid dope beats and Evil E rocks it
The girl straight from the heart
My jam is sure to hit the top of the charts
Ram is my

bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good, even for a bad bitch (uh-huh)

I'm a buy a Lambo' 'fore this album hit the fans, bitch
Tell

a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger

on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern

Aiming at my competition Ima let em roast
Talking all the shit because you really do the most
Nothing but a hater I could tell by what you post

Plenty fakes keep the gold in grill
Hopes low so they tote the steel
Pop pop till they cold as a frozen meal
Let me toke a hit
Let me toke a hit
I’m

Last song on the album, lay down 
Let me hit you with the talcum
This is add on, this just tax
Lay back
Let me hit you with the jazzhands
I'm

first this is just the beginning
Spitting these bars so that I can start winning
Taking a hit then my head just starts spinning
First time ever tho its

spot a n**** hit the target
I told em break a leg naw really get narly 
Yeen the only one
I go get it done
Yeen da only one got it yeah
Yeen da only one

spot a n**** hit that target
I told em break a leg naw really get narly 
Yeen the only one
I go get it done
Yeen da only one got it yeah
Yeen da only one

instinct
Pull the wool on hoes, make them wanna steal a mink
See I haven't even hit the brink yet
I won't forget when that bitch's ass hit me on the swing

yourself
Celibate, well I got married
A felon from hell brought out his wings
Now I'm growing every day out my shell
It's time to pop up
This album coming

Hitting up the tarmac
I'm a Super Spy
Like James Bond with a private eye
For the best eloquent is how I fly
Private jet gassed up, time to hit

making a better mold
Look
I got a lot to do and I got a lot to prove
cause by the end of December, My albums due
Call me Kanye West cause Ill be

Used to have no game
Heard she wanna ride now
Nothing like the old me
Hit it from behind now
Lights out
Makin all these plays
See me coming round

Ayy, this that chi-town shit, ayy, ayy, ayy, JD
I'm on with no feature
Drive by in a Beamer
He gon learn a lesson, I guess I'm his teacher
He tough