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black Rick fit coming through yeah and i'm stepping like the reaper
Hot ass nigga but i'm coming through yeah and i'm colder than a freezer
I fuck up

Fuck the Media

The Terrorists

Terror Strikes: Always Bizness, Never Personal

with black locs 

And you be knowing what the fuck we be saying 

And you know damn well we ain't playing 

Now, as simple as that, stop spreading

with the ice, when the
(crrrck) it'll quick drop
Passed by the trap, that's wassam
You can get by! Retarded!
Stripper getting money by the ziplock

I've been thinking on
The season done changed from warm to cold
Now brown liquor what I'm drinking on
Winter ain't coming, it's his
John Snow on the mic,

Now they lookin' for sponsors, so I'm tellin' chicks, "I'm broke"
That was prop money on the 'Gram, Kodak Black joke (I ain't got it)
 
I'm not a big

where we killed it, yeah we slayed
On that treble and that bass
Ain't no day, that goes by, that I lie - on my bed
Nothing but thoughts in my head
Of what

shook 
When it lands
My circle tighter than my lips
Tighter than my rhymes
Tighter than my fit
Tighter than your bars
You ain't got shit
You ain't gon'

skin is black as tar
It ain't far from the real, real

So if the wall breaks don't trip
You shoulda seen it coming from a million mile
Poison from

she done, that drama ain't for her 
If you don't like it, go and leave it
It is easy like that
Now she's gone and she ain't coming back

Watch her go

I don't give a fuck who ain't fucking with it
They say don't quit and bring that pressure, so I'm coming with it
They say I'm built for this, for

followed by the other, Ferragamo on it
Switch it up, make 'em see you coming when it's diamond studded
Never fronted, they don't really love 'em in the back

been coming for 1000 years
Everybody calling no we falling and he still ain't here
Lawd
I feel like we looking in the wrong places
Lawd
I feel like

Rhymes and Ammo

The Roots

Soundbombing, Vol. 3

2002

wishin', and sit yourself back and listen to
A'yo, cause when I put rhymes in they minds yo
For all y'all folks who were hopin and wishin'
And I can

and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with

chances all black dice
I talk slick but I rap tight
I've got the hunger and the appetite
Bitches get left when they don't act right
It ain't fair but nigga

XCHÆNGE run that ting' back
I'm on top like ima king
I stay fly, I ain't talking bout' no wings
Any obstacle I battle in the ring
The Black Mamba

I'm a rapping target
I'm a rapping target back to back target
With the vest and mask hauling
DVD's like a Black Target
Cocaine sell it off I can't, I

of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the ho up

Girl that's Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic

Juvenile on Fire

Juvenile

400 Degreez

1998

of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the ho up

Girl that's Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic

Time to get up, lift up, you down I pick up 

Yo’ I gotcha back and this ain’t a stick up 

(CHIEF RECKAH) 

What’s a brother to do all alone by myself

Have 'em coming back for mo' girls

Visualizing the realism of life and actuality

Various managers coming up talking
'bout they got me
But really they

Motivated by losses
Just keep getting up
That's what this world has taught me
I'll always bounce back
Like a ball hit a wall
I ain't never been no sucka
My

coming down
Ain't never comin' down, we ain't never backing down, ain't never backing down, tell them
N...... we up, we up, we up, tell them n..... we up,

From the beginning to the end
Yea
And if you like it bring it back
Uhh
This music ain't for the weak
Yo ass def you try to tell me this is wack
Now turn