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Kabs you're a killer for this one bro
Chris Kabs you're a killer for this one 

Hey J what's good what you telling me 
They say you're cool it's

Yeah behind the decks - you are treach, 
But what I say now I mean no disrespect
The Key to the success, was not in your genius
It was only the novelty

You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B
Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z
I know what you're wanting in an artist

every night Ruth Chris, not sweatin' the damages
This stunting ain't for amateurs, you can't toast with us
If you never ran with us, ten toes down in them

time to say my prayers
Cos Vbuqs said we gotta meet by 3 sharp
And Chris Kester just called about his art
Young Ben and Leo asking where their beats are

Before the Solution

Beanie Sigel

We the Best

2007

let's get this clear
Shoot rear fresh off the top tier
What I'm about to do for you is not fair
I'm not answering questions for you that are not clear

Chris
How are you doing there, John?

John
I got the hots for Yvonne
We should get drunk and get laid
Since the end is so near

Chris
I tell you, buddy,

The thing is, real legends aren't born by achieving a great feat once
After the first time, you are expected to do it again
And again
And again
Said

much more what to say
But I know
I have a heart like the sea
A million dreams are in me 

[CHRIS]
Good Jesus, John, who is she? 

[AMERICANS (AND CROWD)]

bitches that you
Can't catch mc chris

I am awesome i am bitching
I'm avoiding ammunition
Push the button just in time
For our smokescreen flow they minds

you a peek of what's inside of me
You may feel uncomfortable
But this is how it has to be
We're the tattoos, the glue
We are obscene
I don't care what

Wind
(of my Soul) " and I'm a hard headed woman
So I've been told yeah, music's just sound
We're just ears
Why are you affected by what who hears?
If

my young Gs are carrying
His blade same length as a javelin
I don't know about B-ball, what's happenin'
But know that it's fucked if he's travellin'

you know your socks are too damn small
The heel should be at the back, not at the ball
If you didn't know by now yeah I'm fucking Chris
But at least I

on, put you to bed, night, night, that's Sudafed (yeah)
Show me that I'm tender, bitch, time to prove what you just said (boy)
R.I.P. Takeoff, he

It can't quite make up its mind what it is
It's messy and that's just how we like it
Now own up-which of you spilt the poppers
Down here with the sweat

change like change of the seasons
A moment you're fire and the next they be leaving
Is you a demon if not why the fuck you be leaving
Like what is

why can’t we be grateful? (grateful) 
so calm and kind you are 
makes me feel so sad 
for what we repay you with 
from pollution till filth 
somebody

tell you where to fly
Hypochondriac constantly feeling like I'ma die
Tears always on my face but you'll never see me cry
I don't care who you are
Heads

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

and mysteries
I'm listening to you
I'm listening to you
I'm listening to you
I'm listening to you

What is normal anyway
Does the tip of my tongue lead you astray

ready to drop them off
And I'm like

Damn-Damn - like yea you right - right
And I'm listening to what you say like yea you right - right
Like what if

Hey buddy, who is that, who is that whoah
What a good looking little guy
Hello Chris, hey Chris this is mom, hey Chris dad
Just uh checking in see

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

Hamburger Helper 
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got