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MAD Lyrics

No more exes No more fake friends

I learned my lesson in this industry

Ooooh I won my first two awards by my lonely

I know you looking

McD Lyrics

No more exes No more fake friends

I learned my lesson in this industry

Ooooh I won my first two awards by my lonely

I know you looking

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

Chains, chains, chains dangling (Ooh woah)
Chains, chains, chains dangling (Ooh woah)
Can I say so, report on me (Woah)
Can I say no apologies
Ohh,

Chain Hang Low

Jibbs

Chain Hang Low

2006

'n let the diamonds smoke off the Range 
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do a thang 
You know the name

Is that yo' chain?
'Bout

Fuck around, they take your son
My niggas had the right to run
We twist our fingers into guns
They get torn apart by the son
You can't thrive

for our rights, don't compromise
Take back our power, break free from their chains
No longer will we let them control the game
(ooh-yeah)

[Verse]

No chains on my wrist
Now I'll use my fist
Punching through the bricks
Now I'm steppin quick
Heartbeat pounding like a spinz
As I bind my bondages
No

Mating Season

Butterfingers

Malayneum

Getting jaded

Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores

Mating Season
Of reality
Up in

lyrics
The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes

225 Rounds

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

live life lavish, and my chain is carats
The last flame on the train to Paris
Used to be lame, then I changed to maverick
So many clothes, can't name

I am a beast
I am a menace
Wondering why
They aint calling me dennis
Got racks and a chain
No dent in my pocket
Believe in your eyes
They still in

a body, police knockin' on the door
They say they've "done me for murder"
The evidence are these lyrics forsure
Yuh
Wear black all day, silver chains, round

to super scars
Know we all here to fight that war
Even when we all beaten and sore
By using lyrics, by using lyrics as our swords
By using lyrics, by using

Dear Mama I’m in chains and I feel long gone
I’ve been tryna swerve this pain but its not gone
And I’m sorry I ain’t home to put this song on another

Lyrics I write resonate like a vibraphone
My mind deep as Dr. Strange on L.S.D.
G. Koop on the track he got hella beats

Gold chain on my chest ha
Gold

turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're

Cop to the bands now i'm by the by chain
If the cube is talking to me, y'all might get up on my lane
Just the black while we spin it
So we never feel

Even If

Method Man

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

the chain (Damn right)

[Scratching by RZA]
"Mister Method Man for short, Mista' Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
Even if I

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

Chains
He broke my He broke my
He broke my chains
He broke my He broke my
He broke my chains he broke chains he broke my chains
Called me by name

Written By: Derrick Wyatt and Charles Bacome II


Don’t wanna let my mama down, she built it from the ground
We done seen so many hard days, don’t

You're hearing this straight from the stables of the stable
This pale-skinned label-less fable, no cable, still able
No chain on my neck, still

coke and chains
Talkin like they holdin weight
But i dont see any gains
I aint gotta be from the streets
To be packing the heat
I aint been to jail yet

I see the lyrics in my head and they control my Thoughts
I got valid problems so I smoke this shit cuz I Cannot
Lower all my pain yea
God you hear me