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Just don't bring a plate of
Food around a hungry nigga
Out on these streets the police is killing
I'm spilling out my heart on these beats
So I can feed

sound?
I can't make it out, the volume, so quiet yet so loud
Astounded, I stand in awe
Confounded by what I heard, contradicting what I saw
I observe no

to drilling like
They ready and willing
I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, told my man, "look out"
Commit's to warfare
And rock these

the owner bring my shit out the door
Bitches smell gas see the bottles and these diamonds
To get my attention she screamed out boy you shining
Stoped in my

a demon, just look in my eyes
Last opp got hit from the scope by surprise
Bro pulled up on em a bitch in disguise

GLAHH
It get litty when I step in
Keep

they ain't gotta hate tho
I bankroll unlimited
Rolls of quarters
And dimes
Cause change makes sense all the time
I make it rain
It might take out a eye

hard to believe
That I could be delivered by falling on one knee
You said don't worry
Put your trust in me
Cry out the name Jesus
Just watch and see
We

Beef

Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko

Beef [Bonus DVD]

2003

Gettin wit us aint an option haters send the killas bring em
Straight Angus
Grade A hater
Hatin' niggas that
Change up
You don't wanna get
Banged up

de link up with Falz
Call my aboki bring out the cash

Mo ga'apa mo ga'apa
Because I'm a bae
Mo ga'apa mo ga'apa
Because I'm a diamond
Mo ga'apa mo

Do you remember, do you remember
Do you remember when these days go by

I'm revving up my engine, not lettin' 'em
Catch up to me, sever heads, I'm

Cobra

Mobb Deep

Uninvited Guests: The Saga Continues

2005

potential enemies
Overall, wounds on your hole, and let it bleed
Can't front the jealousy, just bring out the best of me
Bring out the heater, spit

Yo it's 2004 and all you candy asses thinkin ya'll real pussies
ya'll ain't seen shit yet
eh yo man let em know

Oh yeah, guess who's back
it's

own man not even cold as me (let's go)
Every time I have a show, gotta sell it out 'fore I go to sleep (sleep, whoa)

We got some new bands
We got

know you gon dieee
FM crummy gang
They want me bring the gang out
Onna paper chase dont gotta change a route
Cant wait to be on them jets
And let them

and tell em to follow me
This what it gotta be I put in so much belief it done turned to prophecy
Watch how I make em believe 
Monroe comin out the womb

and bring you
Everything they wouldn't manually
Just think too
Cause I'm happier letting all my
Cavalry just hit you! Who in the fuck do you
Think you're

16 Fever

Shawnna

Back to the Traphouse

2007

uncles blowin bundles, mine do numbers while I drive lambo
Off white yayo digital scale, fish scale sending my pigeons by mail
Bring in my drain folk,

Diesel

Ol' Dirty Bastard

In Memory Of, Vol. 3

2007

need help Because the black man is God 

The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil 

I need help So this is to bring

still ain't find a time and space to go and see Senaiy'a
Iced-out Patek shinin' bright as day, Lul Timmy bought it, cous' ride for me
Ride by the nine,

I’m raising my kids I’m fucking my chick I’m getting this money I’m praying to God

Stop by my mama house bring her some cookies I laugh wit my dad

greater
Coming back
Coming back

Yeah they'll be crowning me king
Bells will ring
Bring 'em to their knees
Have mercy on me, yeah

Turn up your speakers
Put

look I'm down on'em
But my elevator go to ground level 
So I'll bring you up if you around homi3
But 
niccas quick to get the shovels out 
And try

no piano
Kinshara catch em by the ankles
Visored Chief leave em with a halo
Like a thief, taking hearts for show

Mask on when we slay foes
Too sick

em constant
It's even louder when I hear the nonsense
I want the power and I'm out of options
Pounds of sour tryna get it poppin
I copped the powder