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to be a winner Rich Froning
Blue line getting thinner by the moment
I thank God for every morning
Knowing there's always families in mourning
Lives cut

They Got Me

Fat Joe

Poly Sci

1998

allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

Pulse of the Rhyme

Ice-T

O.G. Original Gangster

1991

bullshit
Turn up your stereo hops
Insert the rhyme clip
Roll your windows up
Make sure it7s air tight
E.Q. the track exact
So shit sounds right
I rhyme

'n adelaar
Die rapper last steeds Mojo's, z'n laatste album was kanker gaar
Hoe die rapper meeloopt, loop jij d'r achteraan
Het is geen wonder dat

j'rappe ou chante le biz' perd les eaux
Je les entend parler de Soprano
Normal mon dernier album les traite d'tous les noms d'oiseaux (Hahaaa !)
[R.E

One, two, three, four, five, six
Gospel albums
Crickets
You say that you prefer the other name
With the other name
But Crickets
But wasn't he that same

All I ask for the truth and the loot
Provide what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in

All I ask for the truth and the loot
Provide what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin' tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon'

Breeze through in the Q, .45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like Dutches from the master
Hate

Breeze through in the Q, .45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like Dutches from the master
Hate

times flies by
Shu shu shu
Still here killing that's some twilight light light
Shu
You da man now nigga
You da man now nigga
You da man now nigga
You da

I pass those summits
Overseas to get that money
Show the world how Bahamas does it

I still repping for my city I got Q and Kevin with me and we gonna

and maybe the off whites
Yo girlfriend mama like me
Cause I talk nice
Dropped my first album
And I went and copped ice
My homies used take lunch money
Rollin

speaking much
Only in my raps, whenever I bring them up
Slinging 'em, from all directions
No one slick enough, no way

Dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge
Five

on missing the beat when they knock
Judge me for leaving the V of the flock
Meet me inside of the House on the Rock
I know that perfect, I'm not
Yoda be

like the twenty-second
Come hither when I beckon
Son, you like every hour, you better check-in
Smoking moonrocks at the boondocks
Busting forty-five

Elvis Presley
Or am I more like Prince
A light-skin king, only 5'6
Remember nights at the crib
When we'd record with only five cents
And even times

And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for

nerves.
Now I've read the word and seeks redemption
But for this album I'll make a fcuking exception

(Chorus)
To all the homeboys workin in Argos
To all

All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been

L.O.V.E.

John Legend

The MF Life

2012

Yeah, yeah, alright
It's L-O-V-E, love

So many voices
So many mothers cry
Can we take the time to listen?
Oh, can we try in this time of trouble?

Mic Check

Juelz Santana

Back Like Cooked Crack, Pts. 1 & 2

2005

now (out of control) Ima start tellin you niggas like I
Tell my bitches (listen) don't watch me watch T.V. this is Pay Per View nigga you gotta pay for