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your chest
Kill him and take his soul
Then watch his family put him to rest
Hit the kitchen and whip grub
The nitties say it's the best
Jump off peds,

I don't need a got damn soul 
I'll get it out the mud on my got damn own
Stick to the plan and reach the got damn goal, everyday new shit I'm in my

Take It Off, Pt. 2

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

breaking if off) You know we breaking it off, let's go
(So come and get it down for me baby) Put it down now
(And make it hot 'til they take it off

up in my hand
My heart, my soul
My heart and my soul
Yeah, I hope you feel me through my song
I don't need no therapy, been working on me by myself

in the nigga face
Don't see what the fuck
Bulgin' off my waist? A nigga rob me
He won't make it past the gate
Put his mom in front of the pastor' face

One Last Chance

Jandek

This Narrow Road

too late?
Oh, please don't let it be too late
Don't let it be too late
Help me reverse this trend
Help me stem this tide
Help me put my hand down

Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square

speaking, my thoughts, they float around
She saw me tweaking off the meds, girl, you know I like your style

She said it plain wrong, and I don't like it, no,

)
Yeah I sold my soul (Sold my soul)
Yeah I sold my soul (Sold my soul)
Coming from a broken home (Broken home)
Yeah I sold my soul (Sold my soul)
Was it

to get by
Twenty-four seven
I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
I don't even know

of death
You were where my coffin rests, when my soul was split apart
Put it in your mind a maze to me it was a work of art
My sleeve is where I wore my

on my mind
Man I thought my song WestSide was a long time
I been Feeling these emotions so I put em ina rhyme
I Might b outta pocket you can blame it ona

snitched all summer
The streets don’t fail me now
They want to put the game in town
From Compton to Congress
It’s set trippin’ all around
Ain’t nothin' new

Yeah I put that on my soul (Right)
I put that on my soul (Hmm, hmm)

Right, I keep a Bible on the dash, Glock in the glove
Only move discretely I

My heart too cold
To love a bitch
I put it
On my soul

Yeah, I put it
On my soul
How the hell you
Hatin' on a nigga
When we supposed
To grow

I don't

my sleeve
Every nigga wants this, but what niggas want
Niggas don't need
They tried to cut me off, it
Did not work nor hurt
'cause when I cut I don't

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
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Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

homie you must be touching it wrong if you don't feel me (you don't feel me)

(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Candy painted with the gloss
You can hate

her bitch I gotta Hustle
Alexandra nigga every corner it's a dice game
You won't make it out if you come by wearing ice chain
Junkies pushing trollies

hair, I barely like it all
She had to go and evolve 'cause I was killing her off
But she don't really change
Just the tone of her call
I can hear

I had to put in some work for this
Remember I ain’t have a dime
I had to stay on da grind
Cut off some ties and stop wasting my time
I had to put in

this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,

is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new

This shit don't stop this on my
Daughter I'ma lay down law
Until the police give me life
I'ma knock you bitches off

How you wanna do it? I'm
Chasing