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Corey

Dave East

P2

2018

How could you hate the only brother that you never had?
I don't take it personal, I promise I ain't never mad
I could love you from a distance, I

Nasty Girl

Nitty

Nasty Girl

2004

coffee by the way you shakin' your perkulater
I'm the smooth operator, hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do, put that thing on you
Butter up yo'

Yeah s o n
So many things happening in africa men
We no get money
Bros wetin men go do?
Streets no dey safe for boys to dey hustle too
Because

Going hard every time Im on mics, let me preach
Smoking on something thats kind of unique
And by that I mean its out of yo league
Chillin wit the homies

African
That's my fam
African
Original man
African
Royally grand
African
Is what I am
Africa

In me, I got the soul of Heru
Damage like Jeru

I got risks to take
See that was my big mistake
I never wanted to come out my comfort zone
And the minute that I did, I would hit the breaks
See

Ghetto dreams ghetto stories
Kasi life gotta talk more about that
Drugs guns all that shit
Let me tell you a story though
Listen

Age 15 still a teen

that's lost in the system its more valuable forgotten while rotting in over crowded prison
They stop me dead in my tracks and ask if Bronx Slang is under

Live Wires Connect

UGK

Don't Be a Menace to South Central While You're Drinking Your Juice in the Hood

1996

Go and find me or hidin', with wine and Bacardi 
Get down like John Gotti then I gotta get lost 
I'm gone in the wind 
My momma keep on tellin' me

on me I’m not even your king’s size 



Flow thru 
You F with me you take an L (FL)
It’s only logic that you know that I’m a pro too (protools)
I dont

a dizzy dolly that
Takes a line and splatterin'
No happenin' when it's probably wack
Don't approach the queen like
She's a skeeze 'Cause I am way past that

that walk upon this land
Devising plans to lace up the Triborough as the sand
In the hour glass elapses
cvoiding taxes
This Mac-10 collapses

Tribute to the Martyrs

Steel Pulse

Sound System: The Island Anthology

1997

free will it then by force
Break the bondage plot that course.

Remember.........
Message preach to all, you hear something
Doctrine for the soul, you

born in west africa 
Africa is my mother land
Nigeria is my country
Land flowing with milk and honey
                 
Things have not been so easy

was born in west africa 
Africa is my mother land 
Nigeria is my country 
Land flowing with milk and honey 

Things have not been so easy 
Things have

Solomon's mines
Just give me a hundred experienced soldiers
The knowledge of good and evil
Sweet nothings whispered by cobras
Useless baubles given to greedy

my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break

my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break

my ways my mama said they came from my paw.
And My Potnas that's on the corner they'll serve you that Raw.
The ones posted up behind me they'll break

I'm raise up by the streets where they're grimy gritty greedy
Money the root of evil hearts grow cold by the season
The sun it barely shine home team

We had our homes and fields many miles from the cities
To avoid that kind of life
See people come and go but they always seemed so gritty
Tip my hat

the gun
The laugh lines round his eyes told me he'd also had some fun

On your badge, I said, there's an acronym I see
British South Africa Police, I asked

what Politricks are
Emilio Rojas, MZM

Dear Donald
I heard that you're a racist and a hypocrite
Paid 100 grand to take Salma
Hayek to dinner but
You

I claim
Everyone here now knows my name
So uh, welcome to Cereal City
That's right, welcome to Cereal City
Welcome to the land where your dreams never