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the bag, like I was sponsored by Ziploc
Niggas faint and cry, got em screaming, yeah that shits hot

J U N motherfucking I E
I'm a household name, no Johnson

it for scouting my pagans
What’s a king to a God?
Kal-El – Zod
Rest in Peace to my brother Khan
But I ain’t Raiden
Prettiest boy in the game I move

Cornbread

Freestyle Fellowship

Inner City Griots

1993

cheek to cheek 
And then we freaked
Had a fight with King Kong Godzilla and rodan
Johnny socko's giant robot and wrestled with Conan
I jumped

War

Saigon

The Greatest Story Never Told

2011

some of my violent ways
I was locked up for four hundred holidays
I was in the peezee when I heard Easy E and Dr. Dre
Was in the pen for that bad boy

Hustlenomics (Intro)

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics

2007

[Yung Joc:]
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(WELCOME

you
Yeah no, we got you
No no, Mugatu 		
Zoolander can top you
On that magnum
That blue steel
Bush Senior
David cop a feel
We don't have a king
We don't

who be hating on my team
Like Martin Luther King not only when I sleep I'm having dreams (I have a dream)
Got no patience till I make it there is so

in purple
She said that I change her from Rosa to Burgundy
Casio cobalt b-lue, baby turnin' me straight
with that tabby tsunami taste.
La Regla de

will I be the parent who scores an E
But iFs? no iFs I got beef with iFs
Lord, never will I be that type of G
King of my Jungle KLA is about to hear me

crazy
Yea they call me ladezzbaby
I'm really on a mission tryin get them blue Benji's
I'm finna take off just like Buz Light Year into beyond infinity
You

need, just holler at the door
Fuck the boys in blue, I'm a act a fucking fool
Don't make me lose my cool, I'm a fucking beast
This shit don't stop, I'm

that's my team
Riding for my gang until the tank is on E
Don't you dare ever try to compare yourself to king

Boys and girls of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see this our Town of Halloween
Yo
Aye, one my

STUCK HOE
TELL ME HOE WHERE YA AT?

I JUST HAD TO RE-UP ON YOU HOES
I GOT BRICKS FOR THE FIX
BY THE BOAT LOAD
AINT SEEN MY FEELINGS
IN SO LONG
I DO MY

Niggas are never closing the distance
Molded by the blood, sweat, tears
Blue, Green, bills
New scenes heal
I had to move like checkmate
King with

they will never hear from me
Watch 'em walk by and they hearts beating fearfully
You fake, can't phone me, DND
Big blue throne, that's where I seat

Marmalade

Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz

Deja Vu [7 Track Single]

1997

But I'ma say a 
A mothafuckin' Bronx playa 
I went from eatin' outta trash 
To walkin' and pushin' the E-Class 
From chickens, to fuckin' bitches

a young convicted felon
Go to school, get an education, say no to drugs
Still be a smart hot boy and lil' thug
Fuck bitches, be 'bout money and duck

Straight Lacin'

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

a click lacin niggaz like the P-O double S-E

*(Chorus)*

Verse 3 *(Hitman)*

Let's say for instance, you're a distance
An you all by yo self, tell me how

dribbles I'm going by him
Now these boys got me dying
Got they cap on capping they lying 
It's Bk baby they can't see me baby 
John cena but no WWE lil baby

Tell you what the game's missing; right from wrong
Respect game young nigga, tell them haters so long

[Yung Joc]
You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by

of the eight by two
Battle and script scrappy
Up in the back
Shit a fat DAT-E
The kawasaki style
And I'm wild to the nine
Keeping it the kids happy 
Up

fins
Sonic slush mixed with the Henn
Awwmann let's get it in
This for all of the current kids
Young alum and the old alum
Black queens came out of there

broke
She can’t roll
She can’t she can’t roll
I got them Jordan 12’s
Flu games
Picked up a stripper
From the blue flame
Me and yo mans
We don’t smoke