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On the Bugged Tip

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old

[Charlie 2na]
Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets

a Ferris
Two hoes wit me like Tia & Tamara
That aint no money you should be embarrased
Grab that lil bitch by the neck and beat from the back
Dont leave

your Mercedes - Yah yah
Datin ladies nearly 80 - Yah yah
Now who in this rap game could fade me?
Some of you rap guys never heard of me
Somtimes I be in

I Sho Will

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

Yeah
Hypnoztize Mind
The club crazy right now
Hopefully you'll do
Globally 
Finish it!!

[Chorus: x2]
Would you beat him to the flo in

angel arms

[Lil' Rock]
I'm put on the Earth route to do things, known by two names
The voter Lil' Rock, yo let's start a new game
I'm a throw docks

niggas you know like bird or magic or some
Yea You know a nigga got dope a nigga can leave the league

This rap shit apart of me (apart of me)
I'm sorry OG

I'm a Pisces

Andre Nickatina

Cocaine Raps

crack and macks, fly clubs, no love and cocaine raps
Spendin' ways incredible, money untraceable
Tiga's start to jack when the dope ain't available
Baby

to da wire: I Kanye “Through the Wire” 
Rope-a-dope ‘til he expire, I do what’s required to
Get da job done! I man up, knock a man down
Weak boys better

H.I.P.H.O.P.

KRS-One

I Got Next

1997

You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded
I'm leavin' rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic
You're artificial by cripple, rap is like

ties with the game, the same shit that certified me
All my clientele gone, miss the customer service by me
Yeah, they just like me, all my pie flippers

You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded
I'm leavin' rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic
You're artificial by cripple, rap is like

maraud
By any means
Make sure we eat
Nigga that been the law
Never switch up for Bitch
Or
Kriss Cross ya dogs
Never in life turn yo back on bros
That’s

one's gonna try and play me
Then let me show you how the games played by Hamza Mahdi
Almighty

Gossip

Classified

Trial & Error

hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't

Ride 2 da End

Psychopathic Rydas

Ryden Dirtay

2001

I'ma thug
I'ma shoot
I'ma smoke
I'ma walk up on yo ass and bust yo ass in the eye
I'ma roll this blunt up
I'ma I'ma



I'ma ride 2 da end (end)
Ball

you smell the odor
These boys raise hell pushin V 12 motors
We da shit bitch, I know you smell the odor

[Verse 2: Big Moe]
Big M-O-E, pint sippers

on that mouthpiece no rule 35
Tell them Niggaz run that PSR I bet they CSI
I was in da drive when that bitch was ran by the posse
Mama stashing briccs in my

nigga ya been fraud
I jump to da pressure bitch nigga I been frog
Ya check in before you come nigga I been law
Ya niggas like playing games well nigga I

[Intro: (Havoc) The Alchemist]
(Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, fo' real)
You are now tuned into the sounds
Handcrafted & designed, by the H A V

rap

A rap demigod many
Of y'all refuse to acknowledge
But it's still clear I'm still here
You're all just agnostic
You're obviously bothered
By my

nines
With the semi or it's no B
Yeah I'm shooting like I'm koby
Or something like ginóbili
Going stupid with this rap
Like my name was e-40
Dope work

of my bitches go both ways
We trap in the trenches wit code names, tryna rap but im trapped in the dope game
If im getting cash with a nigga then you

DC the Savage
Ugh!
Rapping rhymes kinda like wrapping weed
So much dope flood the city
I choose the finer trees
So much trees round the globe 
That's