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Masquerade

M.O.P.

Masquerade

2002

a masquerade!)
You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (masquerade!)

I'm on first so this ain't a rap verse it's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die

Written by: Dèja D. Williams 
Produced by: Thomas, Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams 

Dèja, 
I think this my favorite song 
I think this

We paint a pretty picture disregarding what we paint it with
We just want the image let me show the people how we live
Not caring for anyone that's

makin' it clap
All of these niggas are goin' out sad, you is the baddest that he'll ever have
Pretty lil' thing, pretty lil' thing, ain't you just a pretty

coming (Come on)

Like he summoned 

Your nigga keep begging me to let him punt it (Ha)

Got em flocking by the dozens 

I got it jumping?

BLOCK JUMPING

Not For Sale/Natural Beauty
By: Shauna Mckenzie, Jerome Campbell, Patrice Barte-Williams, cndre Morris 


(Verse)
cint built like a super model
No

Kingdom

Carrie Underwood

Cry Pretty

2018

table where we say our prays, give a little thanks to the man upstairs
It's the feeling I get baby when I look at you

It ain't always pretty

but always had love in the crib
Shoutout to Lynda and William for raising me right they don't even know what they did, aye
I seen a whole bunch of cribs

funky Dixieland,
pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand.
(Can you feel it?, can you feel it?.)
Take me by the hand, pretty mama,
come

Sugar

Louis Armstrong

Jazz Greatest Hits: The Great Ones

2000

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath dear
And he keeps it way out of sight

When

Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it

Geronimo, I just go, "Heh"
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend
So low that I can admit
When I hear that another kid
Is shot by the popo
It ain't

knees to pray
Lord knows that I ain't perfect
A far cry from Superman
But little boys, they need heroes
So I'm doing the best I can 

All it took

to myself had to get to where I know at
I got two pretty hooches slap boxing to get to know me
It's Don Julio off the tip top of the balcony when I jumped I

They ain't marking me physically
I'm a pace setter so
I'm starting it instantly ar, Ar, Artillery
Ar, Ar, Artillery ar, Ar, Artillery
So it's hard to get

You smell that
Fresh out the oven

I be gettin' it by the loaf
I be gettin' it by the bun
I be gettin' it by the slice
I be gettin' it by the crumb
I

the walls
Thats all they saw

[Verse 5: The Game]
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots
I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
The kings

Pray you see tomorrow little boy, you gon' learn
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the urn
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better

Sugar

Louis Armstrong & His Hot Seven

Sings and Swings

2002

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath dear
And he keeps it way out of sight

When

girls wanna taste
Pretty girls wanna taste
Walking on with this fake façade
I gotta be this loud image if it keeps me on
I can't decide, I felt the vibe
I

muhfuckas out here)
It's why I pack the glizzy
The fuck Lou Williams is
Doin' in Magic City?
(This fuckin' dum dum)
Y'all just tryna puff and blow a pound

by bitches (four of 'em)
I'm lookin' like William but they ain't my girlfriends (nah)
Bruh, I'ma spin on your block back to back
When they finish it

right
Catch em at the light he'll be gone by tonight
I don't need you niggas she goin hold my pipe
Way that ass shaped take her home my type
Pretty ass

This shit ain't no hundred bands
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
Palace look like Buckingham
Bills so big, I call 'em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got