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about time, Yeah
To be bout my Daddy's Business now

Born in the 90s
Mama, she whooped my heinie
Pastor's kid. Church every Sunday but my track record

Move Around

B.G.

Trill Connection

2007

kid

[B.G.]
I'm getting money, looking good, just look at the watch (bling)
Matter fact, take a look in the parking lot (daaammnnn)
I'm representin

pitch and I’ve been itching for the big game 

On track, you’re non factors ‘cause the kid trained 

A big brain ‘bout to live up to his nickname

early, wake me up with some Hash
One time pull us over, Dre gon' hide it in the stash
Obese kids, my blunt so fat
It's a Louisville slugger, baseball bats

bombs on people with different views
Same shit Hitler used to do to all the jews
First
Separate the niggas by the hue
Second
Tell em they Jesus look like

Tko'n

Two Kings in a Cipher

From Pyramids to Projects

1991

The engineer asks, "Who's up, you or D?"
I say "Me" and put my vocals on tracks two and three
Then I proceed to rip the mic up like a chainsaw
Brothers falling

Imma use this instrumental, imma use this track
It will take us on a journey, it will take us right back
To the days all this shit began
Honestly

iGeneration

MC Lars

The Laptop

2004

installs.
So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell.
No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it's on. So who agree upon this

Bang 2 Dis

Onyx

Bacdafucup, Pt. II

2002

nines
You don't know us kid, you better hide your shine
And if you see a nigga with jewels on his neck
Stick em up, Stick em up, Stick em up
Back

Guess that’s how it goes down
Same shit, different day
Space space space in my timezone
‘Till her singin’ had us all mind blown
Swear that kid is fizake

Bad Luck

TooSmooth

I Am Too Smooth EP

2013

Sitting Here Thinking Why They Can't Believe In
My Bad Luck!

This For The Kids That Ain't Had Shit Up In They Life
They Father Was Gone 
He Missing

L-i-v-e e-v-i-l we all live evil life wealth power and greed
What is hell like open up ya eyes
And peep
L-i-v-e e-v-I-l-e
Realize real lies real eyes

Wild roses, wild roses, where I'm from
Five roses, five roses, flashing up above
I was eating like a kid
Back when Mac moved into our building in

guess that's why
This shit don't feel the same
All our friends
Can tell the tension
Turning us into a 
Train
Running outta tracks
On a ledge
With a broke

HEY

>From side to side from front to back Say HEY HEY HEY HEY

I put Detroit City back on the map by Singin HEY HEY HEY HEY

Kid Rocks in the house

Pax as a kid
Hijacking any track, I attack and I diss
I shine in my songs what I lack on my wrist
Man your shit ain't cold put it back in the fridge

like we were crafted by Bram Stoker 
But the joke's over, I've been holdin' back my cold shoulder 
Tryin' to keep things chill n' stop myself from

abusing yo inner child?
It's funny how we talk about youngins thats runnin wild
Like we ain't make mistakes had flaws when we was kids
Being old more than

it from the other town
Don't play with us cause it's going down

Tired of all the kids dying 
They say no cap but steady lying 
Never switch up  that's

a big change
Me and Marshall in a big Range
Make her face white with a red line
Now she staring at us like It came
Ain't it funny how shit change?
Come

thing
Holding my family
Get some in advance
Which actually set us back
Father had to pawn
His bracelet made
Of Mexican gold
His name engraved
A gift from

at the top like them high hats
But I gotta start from the Bass (Ooh man that's heavy)
Hold on wait wanna address this to some women
Who are young and angry
So

be slow or quick
I am the shit
You just a little kid
I'm just built different
Go pay your rent
What's it cost like two cents
Here's my two cents
Give

One of these days
We'll live like they do in those movie screens
We'll get all those things we worked for you'll see
Just hold I'll give you all your