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to bow
Red tape surrounded crowd what come out of my mouth
I'm big proud doing mi mind ya own my style
Shut down any clowns not joking around
Overlook

cry
In your tea which you hurl in the sea as you see me go by

You say
The price of my love's not the price that you're willing to pay
You cry
In

need to change, 
i be too stuck in my ways 
wanna fuck then she get slayed,
by that money you get slayed

baby i dint come to play 
i just came here

the Jimmy Choos
But that's okay you still gonna play
Until the sun is up no game
You got no shame go
Run it up I open up
I'll never front you
You still don't

Symphony 2000

EPMD

Def Jam 200x

I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang

dollars, you
Don’t have no green, no pesos
No piece of my land could ever be
Dedicated for your hands to till
And you couldn’t feel me if you was also ill
I

Dragon

Roddy Ricch

Long Live Mexico

2019

These niggas stealin' styles, I had to change lanes (change lanes)
Go and get that money, stretch it a mile long (mile long)
I'ma leave the drip for you

up in
Cause i didn't have no sage 
I guess my demons caught me slippin
Thats alright cause I'm brave 

Man Jimmy crack corn 
And Shvgg sold crack
My ID

Full Cooperation

Def Squad

El Niño

1998

So flavorous you could taste it
So hardcore, I wrote this layin' on the floor in the basement
My style ain't no walk in the park
Got mainstream MC's

We got it all from Heron to Fishscale
New York to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver strobes
Going around the globe,

Seriously?)
(I got this!)
Well, now you really can't sacrifice my flossin' style!
I'll really, really, claim my blame!
It really, really, killed my stance!
I

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

again like Groot
No-one really knows how to make it, I do
I'll have an album done by like noon
And ride the Milano with my Raccoon
I'ma keep makin' songs

the bag 
I'm Popeye armed popping his meal, my arm stronger than Neil 
I'll represent Clarke Kent and play the part by the wheel
Sharpen skill before you

(that's really shitty writing)
Right before we smoke ourselves out
And the oceans turn black

And by the time I finish it up, I've arrived
Noelle's on my

unit
Catch me by myself
I'm only sayin' bullshit
I don't switch up, I won't change
You gonn' have to catch my
Body to sell my brain
An' that's simply

trees you fall and I'll catch you  
But I didn't this time now I'm living this lecture
Why do leaves change color in Fall my picture

Had so much life

Cadillac'n thru the city
Looking oh so pretty
I got blunts and some jimmy's
On a mission for the kitty
Say hello to the bad guy
Holla if you hear me
I be

Winter Warz

Ghostface Killah

Ironman

1996

still talking that shit is absurd
My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't

wouldn't let me fuck
i got touched by a hazy shade of god, help me change
caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

from a head full of pressure

in the dark
i walk an extra 3 miles to avoid crazy fucks in the park
denied by the bloods, turned down by the crypts
my fuckin auntie kicked my ass

Whoop Whoop through this bitch I'll cause a riot
I'll get you blew like hot food or shhh better keep it quiet
You better keep it by ya you better keep

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

up in they mental
Simple well probably not, fuck 'em

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my

while I'm? out?
While they seduce my jimmy I'll
Be screaming give me body
Make then hoes scream my name out
Give me my prides and don't cha
Love out these