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insufferable?
Do I make you feel small?
Is it small?

You get off by 
Putting me on 
To the shit you think I've done wrong 
Like it's my fault 
That your pretty

is like a knife to the heart Blue and green beams guide me through the dark
I've been waitin' for you, need you right by my side
It was just me and you

a piper send snakes that are snide to home
Big O sittin pretty with my feisty tone
Ankles snapped, put the ice on your sickly bones
Stinky flows from fishy

just wanna pull op inna range rover
With my skin tone cold 
watching pretty bader gyal’em make them dance to my makossa

I no fit lie you I taya before

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

runnin wit me
Twenty karats on the wrist ain't nuttin to me
Do you know good frontin to me, nigga

[Kid Capri]
Aiyyo Tone, let's Touch these niggas

fucking with my hearing I ain't hear shit
Couldn't tell by my persona how I'm fearless
Seen your thotty hit a trappy with like bare crips
Run around,

I’m 2-TONE born and raised in Roc City
Kodak took the picture but it wasn’t always pretty
I’m like Snoop Dogg yes back in the day
How he brought out

the pop pop
Another brother another victim of a drive by
Pretty soon we realised
That he'd actually invited the bullet inside
Opened up his heart

years have gone by
If my mind was still in place I would wonder why
When the marching men came they were stiff in the winter
They drug me to Jame's

polystyrene drying out 
On a tranquil summer evening
Can't get enough of your dulcet tones, your terrible jokes
Your love of kayaking
And the way you

up eroded floors to bury shame
so we can never speak their name again

Do you hear the whispering in winter winds, in hushèd tones
We're not alone we

It's gotten old by now
Will you dig me out when the bombs are falling?
All my eyes wide open to your hem-and-hawing
I'll come late at night, find your

Spent the whole damn time,
Patient in the dark,
By the phone light, 
Spent the whole damn time,
Calling on you, 
'til the tone died,  

I know it's cold

tones
And they're all dazzled by your flashy style
They all write you letters
They say your fan lines go on for miles
 
But to me you're still the same

relationship with God been growing by the day
But really, I been feeling like Lucy making all of my decisions as of late
Buy that bitch a two-tone
Maybe now you

Aye
Getting fitted for the Burberry
Now I tell old flings that I'm not the one, girl you deserve better
Aye
I'm in the cut by myself in a thorough

[Joe Budden]
Joey, uhh...
Uh, one question

Now who rep Jersey like me?
Baby few dudes ain't worthy like me
You know I keep somethin pretty by me

I don't fuck with people who go side to side
I just move forward like I'm driving by
Coming for my neck then it's time to die
This ain't a 9 to 5 we

Trend

Frickin' A

Frickin' A

2004

ding-a-ling
Cause I just don't fit in

Turn my hat sideways
Put a band aid on my pretty face
Cause I wish I no I could
I would start a trend

Na na na

shaped by
grief

Remembering the smell of an old man's embrace
Can cause a memory to fall from my face Drank 'til we smiled, laughed 'til we ached
With no

$$

I been tested I been flexin 
But the boy ain't affected 
By the haters 
Catch me later 
Cuz now the girls cater 
Crowned with the dough
Stacks so

to come by
You’ve been giving way to a low life
Bet I can turn your dawn to a sunrise
Bet you love the beauty in the pain so
Baby sitting pretty with a halo

Attractive Male
Pretty Boy
Whipped dreams of being
Self employed 
I'm all the rage 
Scroten Caige
Tell my fans I'm the rage

Scroten Caige

Bust your

honesty, think bout you constantly
Without you by my side
I'm feeling so sick and tired of being sick and tired
And I fell in love with a pretty little liar