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Still a devil in my mind, die in hell, I'd
Be a king Got my demons by my side, I ain't worried
What you think Got my brothers by my side, I ain't worried

the ladies
It's good for me
Pro peacefulness
You won't equal this
So hide away from
The deceitfulness
You can't beef with this
I roll deep for gigs
And I

I'm speed racing
Got 200 on da dash
On my way to Vegas
Grab a fronto, roll it fat
Look like Keisha baby
Smoking good weed, buying woods by the cases

Kicking ass
And taking names is what I do
Roll solo independent by myself
Don't need a crew
Getting too old for games Schemes or weak shit
Always

of the souls
How many times did a man do toes
Now I got more souls got me feeling like woah
And I'm still try to do it in abundance cut out nonsense the old me

at a time
but shit gets worse everyday all the time
looking ways to be fine like
wait hold up
can you give me a second so I can
~ roll up
good decisions they

We were full time dreamers with part time jobs
Spending like kings while living like slobs
Our beds can’t be unmade, our souls can’t be saved
We’re

a good time in school but we onto better things
I'm done with my rap so pass it to the king

Lil T Nag told me to hop on this track
We was talking about

Freeks

Sporty Thievz

Street Cinema [Bonus Track Clean]

1998

the blood out your dick 

(King Kirk) 
I got this freek that'll suck you off in the movie theater 
So good that the cats near her, hear her and wanna share

Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are)

Mya

Case of the Ex [Import CD]

2000

unlimited warranties
Black Caesar, dating top divas
Diplomatic immunity, no time for a Visa
And just because, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides

Bounce

Flatbush Zombies

Bounce

2016

need the tint
Flatbush, Brooklyn, from the County of Kings, ah
Run up on me like I'm some hippie, nigga
And die under the knife, Joan Rivers
Ooh,

Bounce

Flatbush Zombies

3001: A Laced Odyssey

2016

need the tint
Flatbush, Brooklyn, from the County of Kings, ah
Run up on me like I'm some hippie, nigga
And die under the knife, Joan Rivers
Ooh,

Listen to the situation my son
I'm as serious as cancer, all fun is done
For the time, the beat will correspond with the rhymes
The two is valid,

Play That Beat Mr. DJ

globe

Old School Rap, Vol. 5

2001

of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think

autour du feu ninja

The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They

inside 
All out of time! All out of line!
Pull joy from the sunrise
And be good inside!
Face lava flame, like you knew you could 
Face suffering, and be

Let em in
Ain’t know I’m sick, give me medicine
I’m on a roll, chariot
Yo whats good my alien
Hopped out my spaceship, parked on a racist being real

and Bitch you do what you do
Remember them days, when I was in school and where I sayed I ''waste my time''
The lockers where I put my green thing 'til

Coogi sweater poppin', Tims all laced
Baby you in good hands, my game is All State
My name is well known
Ask about me
And I stay with The Breed Mafia

assets
Six deep niggas masked up, like the dungeons of a madman
Coming from the temple, born kings
Bitch I'm unique, they should paint me on the ceiling

the way it is, you get what you give
You don't believe, come see how we live
We rolling like G's, we living like kings
We good with them bars, we good with

get there
Sonics on the move as I roll down the window
Karaoke king as I rap to the tempo
Cops tired to read my plates, always tryna trip
But then bust

the bag, bro move it yea that's teamwork

Give that pussy to a lame girl you know better
First we was just fuckin na we go together
You got a king better

worry cause as I say, those pilots probably have good shades (aah-aah-ooh)

Now just the other day, on a train as I lay
With you by my side, the rails are