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appreciate gods finesse on your lotus
I'm holy like Moses, savior for brothers like Jonas
I'm nice my flow is like gloating and I'm prepared for any and all

on no-one, independent nigga
That's a mogul move
Dreamin' bout a crib up in the hills
Wit' an ocean view
Bitches comin at me, different flavors they disposable

Fuck 'Em

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

believed in you)
Lord Finesse is what I paid the cost to be
Back in the days brothers used to step off on me
(Going to the movies, Finesse what's up with

Circle of Tyrants

Ill Bill

The Future Is Now

status got you shook
a lot of crooks will respect my rap step kid I advise you not to look
Turn your head
Or you'll turn up dead
Put you to sleep

Strictly Snappin' Necks

EPMD

Unfinished Business

1989

Joker)
Yeah boy, you hit the jackpot
So chill as I flex my skill and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love ballads
I'm not kickin the slow jams

pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't to be messed

playing when I pull up with that thing and I start slaying
5 10 155 I do damage motherfucker
Don't you fuck with the vibe I need peace my brother

I seen

in a Chevy Cobalt
Jonas Brothers, better turn it up
When we fly down I-35
Don't lie to me, I just want the truth
No handshakes, I just want the news

I don't need currency, you don't need shit from me
We got bands like Big Time Rush
We got bands like the fucking Jonas Brothers
We got bands like,

fold these fuckin' rappers like we playin' oragami
I'm untouchable, my words and flow is no other
My loyalty is true like what I said on For My Brothers

what we did on that live
Beat him super-hard, he called for a ride Word up Mali, he up in the sky Push up, Brodie, gon' come through the side
Different

brother no Jonas
I want what I want when I want it
I buy it
Bitch I count up that money
My fingers be tired
I'm a run this shit all the way
Up to the sky

And she look like Mhhmmhhm I tell her no way 
You can't have it Your way 
All this cash like a rainy day 
I can Count on my brother for the bag right 
I

at myself
But I got the remedy up in me to acquire proper wealth
And y'all talk about no real shit in your raps any ways
I don't tote guns but I'm bout to cop

many bonus
And y'all niggas fake, I had to say fuck my brothers like Jonas
Pop out all black, I'm with Big Ku, niggas so frozen
Link up with the nigga

If they ever talk rap and they don't mention the kid
Well it's must be all cap cos I'm the realist there is
Free ma brother sam cah he'll be gone for

like goofies
Chicago love me like Atlanta loves Gucci
Can't take her on the bus
Sorry baby no groupies
Don't try to set me up
Lil bitch it'll get spooky

Knuckleheadz

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

to the gate further upstate 
I heard they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco breaks
Yo, look out for Jakes 
Give it all it takes

to the sky as a lesson I hope his whole hood got the notice
No knew friends niggas talk to much I just stay with my brothers like Jonas
You wanna get rich with

miles ahead of an industry sadist
Let's take it way back
When me and my brothers would rap on the porch only do it for fun
I been making these tracks
Not

thing that stink
Is the sand on my
Afro! No cap
Graduated so it's time to relax
I'll stretch my legs
Wait up! Speakin on Stretch...
Go on my man

Let me

the same, you a snake, you Medusa
This hard to make up, No I cannot cap, Like them bottles unscrewed, yeah
Would save my homies action, and make one of your

I Don't Chase 'Em

Snoop Dogg

Landing Gear

2008

a ho, no no

It's like a 9 to 5 but I be high
I'm like the captain and my partner Curtis bout to come by
And beam me up, you don't see me much
'Cause

bitch!)
Body bag, nigga
All you half rappin' muhfuckas time is up
The lyricists have returned

Everyday I see niggas slain wit' no remorse
Body bags carried