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Camera Phone [Bonus Track]

Game

LAX [Bonus CD]

2008

don't know by now baby I'm a star,
Look at my face,
Look at my car,
Look at my waist then look at my scars.
Look out da window see where we are.
In

a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get

just give it up
You tried to beat me in a game that I made up
And by the time you learnt the rules and tried to change your fate
Its too little too late

rewind and pretend
That we both knew what we were in for
Way back when, if you remember

Snakes in the glass that's like half full, I want it
My great

on the treble
You can't dig this then man you need a shovel
Where's the jam? I search like a hunter
Find the party kick it like a punter
Back in the day they used

yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap

the suburbs tonight

I was driving on the B.Q.E.
Thinkin' 'bout you and me
I was so happy
I was heading back to New City from NYC
When it suddenly hit me
What

The Professional

Mobb Deep

The Professional

1998

and black, mental inner city minds be exact
When niggas in the hood ain't no good, carry gats
And leave you on your back in a hurry
Especially, dealin wit

possessions we are humans
We like to be wined and dined by candle light
Not being cooped up in the house
Trying to be held up tight
So Jazzy Jeff and Fresh

you vultures oh my god it's OVO
You would have thought I was some kin to casper pulled off in that ghost
Feel like Jeff Hardy by the way I got these

To Come'
I was very much influenced by him in the writing of this
Writing a little less about my own feelings and teenage angst
Of yearning for love in all

I saw her at the grocery picking out carrots
Funny something about her reminds me of my parents
Private school up in NYC
I wanna take a swim in her

Hold the phone
Let's make this house a home
Got me in boxes like we're
Tic-Tac-Toe
And you just called exes
Oh-Oh
And you crawl
In the back door
Out

I can't hold it in
Told I needed help but I didn't listen
I got motivated motivated from within
Then my brain got invaded got invaded by my sins

a tab and now I'm light, spark my j up with the light
In the city filled with lights, NYC be where I stay
Rooftop party bigger heights, I been meeting

BRIDGES TO BURN

Credits 

Written by : Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman 
Produced by : Christian Santangelo, Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman 
Source :

it’s back to the west
So I can spend this money with the ones that know me best 'cause

All my friends live 2,000 miles away
N.Y.C. got so many shades

Icy

Gucci Mane

Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

2019

a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that

up in NYC
Ten Zero that's for XO I Just walked a show I'm flee
He tried to ride the wave and drowned that boy died tryna copy me

Just want some

to get me
So in turn, I was out to get it
Namely, I turned my back on it
I would fight, through flight, day and night
Only to bring to light
Much to my

Ride Wit Me

Nelly

Down Right Dirty

2001

the money!)

If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

In

Yeah
Jeff is back
Ich wäre ready zum einrappen
Drück auf Record
Okay
Was los
Jeff ist back und Groupies beten ihn an
Zollt dem Mac jetzt Respekt bald

niggas wholesale
Don't go over there nah
Rick Moranis
Got punched in his face
NYC back bitch!
It ain't fucking safe!
Don't go over there you heard
Don't go

just been snappin for real
And im stackin, no cappin, im rapin for real
Tapped in as soon as im back in the field
Hit ya girl from the back, send her