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Wicked Ways

Sunz of Man

One Million Strong

1998

And that's my word... that's my word 

[Chorus]
If you're blind to the wicked ways 
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (check it out) 
If

always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,

it quits

Can't trust a soul
Cause these niggas fold
Friends say to come out I don't even wanna go
Out at the club I just wanna be alone
Can't even

I be thinking I should wait for em'
Always here making plays for em'
I tried to help with the moves you make
The time is now before it's too late
But

insane, boy it's only us
Why do these niggas be chattin and hating so much
But we come from the city of love
I'm not impressed by none of these niggas
Tryna

ever let 'em ever play you
Stand up for your shit, make sure these haters pay you
Can't nothing stop a room full of real niggas
I got some bad rich

the 'Gram (Brrra)
Tryna get they clout up, they mention me like fans (Gang)
'Til we hop out with them blowers, blow 'em like a fan (Baow, baow, baow)

Got Damned?

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

And I guess that's the reason that nobody likes me
Or is it that I don't like anybody else?
Can't quite figure it out so I keep to myself
Too street for

realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing

in raw
And talking shit in others ears
Come to find out
It's been going on for years
I was too blind to see
All the bullshit you smear
Negative energy

shit
Time is runnin out and this shit loud
Attention seeking shit
Lights come on the police by the pole
We finna do the dash
Runnin for our freedom like

make em keep waitin
And I know they ain't patient
Said imma make em keep waitin

Seeking deliverance from mind entrapments
Ain't seen benediction since

I can't be played
Play me?

Oh she wanna play me?
Just know that I ain't got no heart
I lost it in a gun-down war
Never let em' use me no more

Now

Get em on stage, and let em work and twerk
Come out they shirt and skirt
And do a little flirt
It don't hurt to come off
A little bit of change
Cause my

the NFC
They keep peacocking like it's NBC
I just keep on snapping call it EBT
I came back to school em this your GED
Now come n give me dap these are

but I call 'em dance moves
I be in the hood drivin' people gettin' me off my routes
Just keep it going so these people won't play with my moods
Parinoid

I been trynna teach em how to trap 
But they ain’t been listening 
Speaking on a game that they don’t know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal

In My Lifetime

Jay-Z

In My Lifetime [Cassette Single]

1995

vagina, discussin' the finer things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream (uh)

the cabbage
Play by my cheddar, I'm grippin' the ratchet
I'm throwin' bullets, leave 'em in fragments
Uppin' the woo, nigga what's crackin'?
We makin'

I'll throw in my hand before I play and lose
Nah...
Get a new dealer and shuffle the cards
If they come with clubs and say get out the car
You better

Call U Out

Cassie

Cassie

2006

Ima keep em runnin
The day you play me
That'll be the day you're gone
You can front now
But later on

Ima call you out, Ima call you out
Oh oh

bitch, uhhhh soo fly i need an ass kick
These niggas ballin by accident uhh, keep talkin nigga fuck up ya body
Send ya home and tell ya mom it was

a verse, that's a modest play, I oughta say (huh, huh)

I need 'bout eighty for a feature now (look)
Raised by a hustler, bitch, you should try and talk

would Jesus do what's done in the dark will come to light
On god I been made it up out dem streets and I ain't going back
Keep it solid sliding through