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Cool As Hell

Ali

Heavy Starch

2002

jumpin over like starter fo gold
You know we...

(Chorus 2x)

(Murphy Lee)
It's like a movie especially when I move the E-S 
Three-twenty with the espio

How can you tell me what to do when I live off campus?
Like how ‘bout not
‘Cause I would’ve been there, but you ain’t have a spot
“So sorry, good

yeah[01:17.20]Stick on me, Im masked up, I got her sweatin her ass up[01:20.81]Homie i know where you live, your home's by the clif, throwin you down in

to a prison tale
Fuck that, I quit while I'm ahead
Ship my music off like Amistad
Turn it up and hear the ghetto pledge
Live righteous, nigga, like my brother

Eminem and MCR were on my screen
Ten years old and had a dream
Mom and Dad were sad to see
I gradually was running from the path that they had handed me

fuck AP Psych
You like to sleep, I play for keeps, ain’t no white girl, don’t spill the tea
Yeah that’s on me, swear it’s too hot, I know your queen, she

right from France
I ain’t even try takin ya bitch, but she gave me a hint so I know I can
Could’ve linked in the spot, but he ain’t give it up, cause he

with you, watch this in a world
I wanna be with you 'Cause you need someone
Someone like me
(Lets do it, killing that shit) , girl
To stand with by your

again if you ever see me lose
Time to wake them up, ain't no more hittin' snooze
Thankful every day I ran away from all that stressin
Live well, eat

a journalist that
Never twisted my words
And now it feels like the
Mainstream are speaking my language
Even though I'm hood and they
Live in the 'burbs
How you

from
I know they been feedin' me these lies, but I don't eat
How the hell you tell me that it's over if you don't mean it?
Oh, haha
I can't love, I

Ten Crack Commandments

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

like two dicks and no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight, never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too

like two dicks and no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight, never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too

and a getaway spot
These are just a few of the
Things that I have not

I'm so stone-cold broke, you
Know it's no joke, I get
A embarrassing paycheck
Half pays

a statement, Im here to claim it and 20 years later I haven’t changed a bit


They placing me on the guest list, they hear and respect this, what the white girls

here for all that loving bitch go get you some help
I got places where I'm headed and it's all by myself
Nine out of ten times these bitches is loving me

a movie really live what I rap about bitch
It's a person from the Bricks all over the world
Might catch us in a flick all over your girl
Might catch us in

the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo

My niggas rolling

stop?"
I walk in this bitch like my pops
Beat the fuck out you and the pot
Where I'm from, X marks the spot
On his forehead, put a fuckin' dot
They held it

Demon pussy that won't stop
Can't go back, but shame ain't what I got
Yea
Black girl magic
Cream of the crop
Figure 10
Priceless lil mama on the spot
But

[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale

[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale

Every Five Minutes

Grand Agent

By Design

2001

throw your record on, you feel like Allah 
Visions of my image on the stage that I'm lookin at 
From the balcony to down front, I coulda took em back

to school
Now that number multiplying
Feeling like we getting robbed
Cuz all my homies got degrees, but only 10% of them got a real job
Walking into work,