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Boys at War

The Hot Boys

Guerrilla Warfare

1999

the hood niggas up to no good 
Look here..They stappin' up, click clackin' up...loading dem thangs 
Niaggas are taggin', they backin' up, they let'em hang

Cornbread

Freestyle Fellowship

Inner City Griots

1993

chop bust a flip flop 
Skateboard tennis shoes ice cream shop
Telephone poles bakin' hot rolls 
A '91 pinto sittin' on Vogues
Bubble gum tick tock

blind mice
Time to roll the dice
I’ll get rich and then I’ll get some ice
I’ll be on the rise
Just like Tastic rice gotta add some spice
Make it really

No repeats, no regrets
Do it with minimal stress
Niggas gossiping like who did it best
Here we go roll around the same old cycle
Shit we can't break,

eyes, lines wicked
Times tickin on you big puss, get double fisted
Foot work, kick a verse and make the hook hurt
Kush is good dirt, my era was gab terror

I love nothing more than my truck my girl and drinking lots of beers
Ain't got no time for sucky baggy jeans or all you stupid queers
My girlfriend

kings.
Chasing our destinies.
Cruising through a timezone
as the world stands still.
Harvest moon in a desert sky.
Making good time as we pass it by

Why you crying go and wipe ya face
Sippin wine by the fireplace got a different mind nigga

I inspire writers at the same time brighten up ya day

people prosper
Never losing, always winning
I went to university
I made my mother proud
I studied engineering
A king without the crown
Times I was bummy

Aight let's flip through these pages
Aight where is it there it is

Love burns and it burns so good
You and me my family tree made of firm oak wood

whippin’ some moe
I just want everythang Even the gold

Turn up the heat, I want the smoke
Been on my grind, I’m on a roll
Don’t have the time Then I gotta

Baby D On The Beat

We Make Good Music

Fragments are falling apart
T in man without a heart
Or the heart of the cards
Play my part for the stars
So

away
But I'm waiting for the good part to come like they say it will
I've yet to see it still
I'm haunted by
Those Friday nights
When we got high
But I'd

Movin’ slowly I’ve been faded
I’ve been lowkey countin’ guap we makin’
I’ve been on the grind no wasted
Time you got that right
Never lackin’ with

out the stroller 
Talk about it then roll up you know what 
She wouldn’t know how good it was unless you told her 
I came from SI she was from Crotona

for[00:25.73]confirmation on my concert Me against the world like Lil Uzi Vert[00:29.91]Checkin' on the time, it's 8:28 That's great mate, but am I here too late[00:34.28]I

on a court,  feeling the heat
Got my eyes on a ball, it is time to compete
Gotta make a move, gotta take this chance
Gotta show these haters, I'm the king

many gone before their time with unfulfilled dreams
Dead and gone with no returning aint no coming back for them
See this young man an honor roll

leave me lonely
bass in the place, and we all need grace, isolation time and a little bit of space
love like the fever, things getting heated, you don't

sing but she want collabo
Hit her once time to go, she say no
I'm the boss so she call me huncho (oga)
How I win haters said it's a cheat code
They just

I’m used to it by now, no one understands my flow
But I know I can withstand the pressure whether I go
I don’t stress it when the demands are beyond

Summer time it's hot outside, get yo heat they got them fans blowing
And a nigga baby mama said she like me
Just know I lay shit like flooring
Hand good I

(Verse 1)
Yeeeaaahhhh(cd lib)
So many changes in my life now that's a good thing 
So many verses and rehearsals that's my rap dream
Doing concerts,

vu it’s so bizarre
Close the drapes in the double R
Roll with me 'cause she need somethin’ large
You a king better show ‘em all who you are
They feel