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But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used

back out there
I can't expect you to wait around
Always knew that was fair
It's second half, junior year
Always knew that you'd be pursued
It was that

is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out

Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York

But

all talk
Scare away the fear
BB on the belt walk around I ain't care
Clownin' at the big top, no tears fell off, you hide behind a mask you can never

just wanna boo make you bust a nut or two 
I told her that’s it’s cool and I text her OMW 
I hopped out the bed and get ready to go
She know it’s going

walk, you crawl
They read 48 laws
But they don't know about the green on the other side
And just like Robert (Kelly), I abuse my power (Curtis) when I

All the Above

Beanie Sigel

R.O.C. Stars Street Leak: American Gangster

2007

(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)

[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys

Kelly Kapowski

Bestie

No Bad Days

That I could not bring you home
I wait, wait, wait by the telephone
But you never call

Kelly Kapowski, where are you girl?
It's so amazing here

off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into

Slob 187

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' on Wax, Vol. 2: The Saga Continues

1994

bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don't know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-see up niggas!

Slob 187

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don't know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-see up niggas!

me in the
Hospital with a doc over my bed
Tryna knock me out in the box
Ain’t too full for me to put the dick
And that’s bullshit you pull
Every single

above my below averages threw you plug
Pull that Nigga up then slide by put on the pullover
I'm the Wi-Fi stuck upon a wizard kellys shoulder
Now Walk In

Ghost Showers

Ghostface Killah

Bulletproof Wallets

2001

City lights, main attraction
Slick talk, jiggy at the door, got the gat and

(Yeah, see'mon)
Oh, you know that rhyme won't end
(We 'bout to slow

Some claim say but then they take on whore names
If that's the way your sex drives, stay in your lane
If you're a man, I can't tell like if the door

Good I am a busy
busy bee yep that me how bought I just txt you 

Jesse: it ok being rejected in person is enough I don't
need it in righting (he walks

dont wanna see u go,
dont u walk out that door
please dont walk out that door

(MISTER D)
I know u hate to see me go
but u know i gotta roll
beleve

lane 
Used to kick doors probably ran in yo spot 
Walk in yo trap and cook up a crack rock
Young nigga all I wanted was drop 
I know some niggas that

a woods, that's a tall tree
Haters cannot figure out a way to get beyond me
They know Imma win at any minute so they stalling
Square One and you know that I

to crack
under your feet
I walk closer to you
I do not care about myself
The chilled wind blows your hair
To the movements that your body declares
As I walk

In the zone transform like Megatron
Aye, fuck is you on?
Call of Duty the way that I spawn
You run up on me, Imma shoot
I aim my hand out the roof

my knife'll have your ass
Seein' out one eye
As times go by, I twist the lah
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gon' die
You think I'm off point

I don't need you anymore
Don't need you no more, I'm doing my own thing
You better walk right out that door
I need people, no, that's the old me
I

What You Wanna Do

Naughty by Nature

TVT Records World Champions

2002

pretty
Drop the Gucci, prop that coochie, oops

I lost my train of thought watching her walk
You know, I'm looking at that ass, it ain't my fault
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