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(Kid Hazel, you killed this)

Gotta watch the niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you,

know what too late 
Please know you’ll be hearing a lot of me 
What an equivalent exchange 
Like a soul for brand name 
Like a trophy for one game

you
But really try to fuck you
This music game ain't nothing
It's just a hustle
Until the fans come and they demand the album
But 'fore rap we sold

Yeah
Whoa
Hovers
This is that new shit
Nigga you already muhfuckin knew this 
I am the new kid
Had to go and learn the game now Im schoolin
What do

the fuckin coolest
Kid on the block, but they just the biggest dufus
Who likes to talk, most of y'all seem clueless, yeah
Guess I must have lost you somewhere

You ever been threatened by a cop my crackers
You ever been stared at on your block my crackers
You went and bought the fit so now you rap type nigga

down
Innovate with my day ones
On a new wave
Way away from
All these little dudes
Acting like they saying A-1
But they make something stupid
For their

was on the block couldn’t piss in one pot
Cops ran in like swat when I finally got guap
I was shattered but did not let it put me to a stop
So I watched

the keys
32 below feel like mr freeze
Yea we clowning spin up on your block see you frowning
With all this ice im drowning on the rooftops with my browning

I Get Physical

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

It's going down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan and make a hefty bundle
Blessing weight

through the window
And rise my ting like Mavis

I'm still that kid in the playground
Your mum told you not to play with

I live by that code
On the road
If

Let Da Monkey Out

Redman

Live in Paris

2008

the rhymes through your opti-lens, check it
It's five below, my brain is cold
Runny nose every time Doc exchange a blow
My street team snipe the block up

I can say that I, I can say that I
I can say that I tried
Promise don't a day go by that I don't stand on my pride
Told you that I loved yo ass

I got writer's block I don't know what they want to hear
Not reaching my goals like I said I would that's my biggest fear
I'm falling back and seeing

World Takeover

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 2

2006

subway your train of thought gotta run through
I'm by my lonely, so I might let the hawk show
Any block, I double-park, get out and walk slow
And nowadays

pussy, you play coochie games
Bitch keeps squirtin' on my covers, she left coochie stains
Group of bitches in a soul line, this a coochie train
New

to himself 
I would wife this
Knowing damn well 
His shorty right next to em 
But she typing 
To the nigga down the block 
Running game 
Just stick pipe in

Take a Look Around

The B.U.M.S

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 3: East Meets West

1997

crack stackin money to chill
And 57th in the summer's like a hand grenade
Taps on that ass because my block stay paid
I'm not afraid, after money's

Might pull up on your block in a new Maybach
Just to get the kids inspired
You want more? I need an encore
New suit, I need a Tom Ford
I'm

need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You

Or be swallowed by the road
Lord don't let the devil take my soul yea
Let it be clear I want the phantom to steer
I want some VVS stones flooding

moving fast
And you thinking slow

Let her so
Now you just somebody that I Used to know

Treat your block like we at the Mall
We gone spin round

Get down

Still lame dat Still that lame

Yo new kid up on the block
Baby girl I got no game
Im just a lame
Who want to make you holler my name
You met while you

(Never, never, never, never)
Played out the ARP, this a M16
Got the pint at ten, drank it all by 10:16
That's a line a minute
When cuddy step into that