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They say the hate me but know I’m the man
I’m on my own but I really advance
Youngin' don't need to get signed for real
I’m on my own with this
These

stupid, but, they ain't idiots
It's scary, trap insidious
How you expect us to know how to love? You know?
I can't teach no one how to hustle, some man

face
Like I gave you some lemons
Im making me lemonade
With this high yellow flow
How that old saying go
Imma be numero uno
You know I go
This heat oowee

(Camera stutter)
Know the real still living in the skies
I got real niggas sticking by my side
Know the niggas never in disguise
And the only thing

wanna let that happen
When my vocals, hit the pro tools
Then you'd know for sure fools
That I'm really gon' create magic
This the movie that I'm livin',

Turn Tha Party Out

Biz Markie

Superrappin', Vol. 2

here's how you do it

(Verse 1 - Biz Markie)
Y'all know me, as the be-I-Z
That rock the microphone most definitely
Bringing you styles that you never heard

on everything Just  let me know what it is Don't  say nothing  I can't  stand on She know I handle my biz

I'm down  for you
Like you down  for me
I'm  your

Girl I want you to know that I got ya, nikki always by side but I’m getting tired of the vaporizer, sitting low getting high you happened to be where

I'm tryna write life in these pages
Runnin outta words I don't know how to say this
Callin it growth cause I'm changing
Barely famous and you know

Do It Like Me

Skepta

Doin' It Again

2011

Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Let me hear you say fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta
Fuck Skepta

He sold out
I sold

guys on me
“I KNOW ITS YOU, I KNOW ITS NOT ME DOES IT EVEN MAKE SENSE FOR YOU TO SAY SORRY? GET THE FUCK OUT IM TRYNA GET THIS BAG”
I get what I want

I wanna thank y'all in advance(Thank Yall)
For takin' a chance on me
Carter helped find my rhythm, he was in tune before I had the bands on me
My

the groove niggas
Bet you know we dont lose nigga
We dont fuck wit no new nigga
If he coming thru we gon say how he moving
She be dancing on tfhe dick
She gon

Dear John

Amerie

In Love & War

2009

confess
Dear sweetheart 
I know about you're secret 
Where you've been, who you with, I saw you out with her
And yet you always try to maintain
How I got

Sometimes I Wonder

Nas

Q.B. Two Compton

2002

know a lot of fiends by they first name 
Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains 
Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones

You're trippin on me in the worst ways
Stuck in a loop feel it in my soul
Better thank god today
I dont even know where you came from
Hittin the back

Rocking my bands like a Man With a Mission
Move like a chef, I’m always in the kitchen
I been told more than once to stop bitchin’
Are you existing

I'm on 
Ima put my dogs on 
I was in jail she the bitch I couldn't call on 
Say you finna fall off I'm the one who You to fall on 
I lost motivation

respect me, just don't disrespect me
Postin' guns, rappin' 'bout that smoke, boy, you know you ass
Playin' dumb, actin' like I'm slow just to see who fast

run up the score 
You already know it's me, make bands by the week, when i'm walking through the door 
You know i gotta ill flow, when i'm in here i get

As time goes by 
All the miscommunication rises
I want to ride
With you till the end of my days

So I say thanks 
I'm thankful for you
Thankful for all that

'm reckless, uh
My fault, that's just how they do it down in Texas
To the people I gave love to who turned around told me fuck you
If you don't heal what

dumb of you to try it
We be up countin' them bands, bands, bands This shit is so natural

I spend it, I know how to get it back This shit is so magical
I

RIP to Virgil
I snuck the toolie in this bitch
I don't wanna hurt you
I need all blues out this bitch
I don't wanna flirt you
Made a couple bands 'fore