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Big tycoon (What?)
Big tycoon (What?)

Yeah, I’m a legend in my own state (Own state)
Real G’s here omo no snakes (No snakes)
Those guys there man we

any and every challenge you sending my way
I will always prevail
I just want you to know that I will
I do not fold
I am solid as steel
It's gone take

learning the ways that was taught to me blinded by bills
I am more than the currency currently dyin' for dollars and dotting the field

and hit 'em
'til a black eye swole
And by gosh, I'm serious
Said I'd appear and sap thy souls
Pray to the Lord, if you're real
Come around here and grant my

Yellin' "More, Craig, more!
"Call for justice! We need justice!
Beat the bastard! Kill the bum!"
Big news! Real big news!
My saviour has finally come!

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

what you want to do, ho
Yeah, cause we're checking mo motherfuckers, parking mo motherfuckers
And killing more motherfuckers than any one of you

a moment if there are any other shrimp down there in the depths who play the bass. 

	With no prospect of gigs, and with a surfeit of inspiration, Willy

As the Rain

L-Burna

Thug By Nature

2001

would of ever thought Easy would fall
Now what's left to do got to chase this paper by any means at necessary
It's a hell of a load we got to carry
Man

I've been trying to understand things
For what they are lately, but
I just feel like this shit's a blessing and a curse
At the same time, you

Make'm Bleed

Fiend

Ghetto Organized

1998

fourteens by any means 
We bloodin up your scene, talkin bout beef 
I take this war shit deep, ready to die 
For what I believe is mine, see the money in

As I listen to the waves now crashing on the shore
I don't know if I can take this any more
There are things that hurt so God damn bad
In my dreams

lesson
Is what we had real, or was it all pretend
Or are those memories from alternate dimensions
You cheated on me like my ex did
And my next ex did, so

we go
Endless fields to roam
I know we'll find a place for real
That others only dream 
Never touched by any soul
There's no end to where we go

wouldn’t cause him to act
Any different if his wrists just get a possible slap
Where are the consequences?
When public servants murder the unarmed

We gon stay real
One hundred pourcent
With zero fans until we reach
The infinite and more
We're just some resident in this shit
Where there's no rules

got the plug for the paper.
 Riemann, Poincaire it dont matter i am better.
Niggas still tryna do what i did before i knew any better, me and cro

Welcome to the Show

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

Thanks heavenly for what you allow me to do
All things are possible when I go through you
Thanks for the caterin' and real good food
Thanks for

a badman
There's no one that could have man
This is my mentality, believe I will attack grans
Mandem, low-key I wanna rob the police
Do a mad drive-by tryna

quarterback and all the rest receivers
I’m Takin over shit for real it’s called a search and seize it
Jason Kid wit instrumentals any track I beat it
Im comin

of promoters who never lend an ear by chance
Spit a rhyme, they get spooked I might steal they fans
Throwing shots at MC's with unfound weakness
But are there

on has been the fucking plan
I don't care if you don't understand 
I need something for me soul, there's something that really means more to me
You never

stayed afloat 
So this song's for you yeah it's a toast, uh

I've had enough of this shit 
It is my time I can't quit 
By any means I know that I'm sick

rockets, my laser, my bible, Fedora

Sippin' Manischewitz and tweeting for
Some drama, Obama, more like NO bama
There's more than 2 genders NOT
Life begins

on has been the fucking plan
I don't care if you don't understand 
I need something for me soul, there's something that really means more to me
You never