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We can really go that way
Aye
If you gone ride time to suit up
Is you gone ride and really do it
I'm by myself, yeah I knew it
I'm facing the storm,

Man it is what it is
And I did it all by myself
Man it is what it is
I ain't never been a protégé
I ain't had nobody pave my way
I just put in the work

Triplets

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

of y'all, fear war, and couldn't follow out the protocol 

Joe the God is like the angel of death, strangle your neck 
That's why Don Cartagena's the name

the man, who's in charge 
When you see mace man bring no savage act


When you see mace man, know,  his is the light and the lighter 
When you feel

Put Some Money on It [Remix]

Jadakiss

Slaughterhouse

2011

I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, illest bars ever
I ball in the paint hard
It's like I'm acceptin' bank cards the way that I take charge (put some

Willie Beamon
You don’t understand, this man is the man
We made him the standard
When M.J. in action, space jammin’
I ain't talking Micheal Jackson
Jump

the constellations but I didn't make a wish
Just charge it to the game move in silence
Panoramic a pantomime paraphrase a pair of lines paracell the pen gone glide

Yeah
Need more money (yeah)
I want the whole bank 
Moving too slow yeah
Who put the lean in my drank? 
(Who put the lean in my drink)
Pray to God I

flatlined all you wanted to be dead. 
Just to see in my heart what you ever had aimed for 
Now I want you to go, this is truly a lame war
I'm not impressed by

Well, I’m sorry black people but jail is exactly where murderers are supposed to go
So
I’ve been in my flow
Of all of my thoughts in pain and emotions

they spoil me
You are not a plug if you don't charge what I'm chargin'
Caught a murder charge, thanks to God I beat the charge
Shooters jumpin' out

I'm thinking bout' a raf
I'm taking racks out the bank, racks out the bank (Uh)
I want a pretty little house sitting by a lake
Keep the racks in

what's happenin when they see us how to greet us
Da fuck goin on
Niggaz what is u sayin 
Still blowin strong 
Betta stop all dat playin
Shawty I'm in

You see this is my hip hop profession here to educate you all on this corrupt world
We living in called America I mean Babylon cuz they just babble

I'm in paradise
But these false idols got me terrified
I'm so terrified, I'm so terri-
Life is war in the face of God
We still walk in when

I'm only a man but swear to god I won't stop
And I'm gne grind until I hear my heart drop
But I don't want no beef even though I still pack that heat

See I'm blessed
And highly favoured 
Reasons why I'm spazzing
On this God flow 
Everybody second quessing
Decoding my lines is like Decoding the moss

preaching cash, no sinning
But he's only getting richer, as his empire is building
Misleading the children, thinking they should give in or they villains

the pole
Step in designer, this is your door
Trappin these bitches from Hong Kong
Makin my digits, I'm long gone
Pitching them chickens like John Smoltz

Draco
The witness is still in shock (Brrr)
Fluffin' a brick of this yayo
I tilt the pot (Whip)
Tuckin' this fifth, you play with me
You getting shot

your life, boys

In a wolf pack with a twelve pack
And a twelve gauge we all blaze
You can kill bank get a hell
Raise hot shots with the top
Cops don't

a lil' nigga been workin
Big man, bitch ain't shit bout me little
God and devil, I'm the man in the middle
Tried to charge me with attempt murder
Nigga

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

crazy and sick by this made violent
Made inhuman by this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat the gun
The knife the bomb
The fingers