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That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

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B-Legit

Sick Wid It's Greatest Hits

1999

cashional 

18 million rational (speak mice)??? 

What you want fool dogg tell me what you need 

'Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weed

She say I'm starting to act Hollywood
And she really don't mess with it 
What happened you ain't want be back then 
Now she all in my messages 
In my

low, not at the top
You the type to see any weed and want to shop
I'm the type, if it ain't Metro Wham, then I don't wanna cop
I'll fight a bitch

at the house
I stay ready for war if you know it or not, uh
Sippin' that syrup out the pint, yeah
They want me to lose but I can't, nah

We got too many

What's My Name?

DMX

The Source Hip-Hop Music Awards 2000 [Clean]

2000

if ever you try to creep through

DMX
'Cause if you want it, we got it
Come and get it, nigga, we with it
All you gotta do is set it, baby
Ride

What's My Name?

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

if ever you try to creep through

DMX
'Cause if you want it, we got it
Come and get it, nigga, we with it
All you gotta do is set it, baby
Ride

asylums
I swear my life on the bible

Baby it's whatever you want
If you got ambitions or
If you just trynna kick it
And lay on top of this
Million dollar

makin' sure the tramp trap right 
Double M, went and got it stamped twice 
Get one of them peons that he with, you get half price, half pint 
Come through,

All There

Young Jeezy

All There

up if you wanna buy a half it's all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it's all there
An I just ran through

Whole lotta all that goin on man
Pints in... you know...
Trapped out in this bitch for real man
CEO speaking its only plugs in my section

If you

It's a gun on me
You better have two hundred shots and one
Chop if you come for me
In the crib by myself
Hundred racks keep me company
Bitch, if your

"Give me $1 million if you
Want the next album"

It's still sprinkling a bit when we dive back
Into the hired Lexus and head across the
East River

tell you how it was

Serve it to you cleaner than a house keeper
Cruisin' by the scene with a street sweeper (woo)
Pour a half a pint of codeine in

have gained
All I’ve got to give
It’s not money, it’s not fame
It’s advice on how to live
Without life dragging you around 
By a collar made of bills

only sell you half
You're off the grid now, fell off the graph
Writin' white lies we're silly cunts readin' blackMail
If you can't see the truth, you

only sell you half
You're off the grid now, fell off the graph
Writin' white lies we're silly cunts readin' blackMail
If you can't see the truth, you

only sell you half
You're off the grid now, fell off the graph
Writin' white lies we're silly cunts readin' blackMail
If you can't see the truth, you

come into the kitchen They swing my door
Say he want a quarter but it’s half’s and a lot os
They know how I get when I’m whipping round the stove
My

And the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night
And it goes. 

If I were Bob Marley, I'd say "Could you be loved?"

And if in me, you see a spark, of what might just be you

Then maybe there’s hope to put hope to rest because it’s no longer needed

Prolly not 

But hey;

Shit pint ennit?
Yeah yeah waddid you get mate?
Fuckin peroni
Ahh fuckin peroni mate, you know never get a peroni from the tap mate its always gotta

And you got your daddy and you know who your daddy is don't you?
Fuck that
If you want to play you answer me who's your daddy when I ask you
Who is your

came to teaching lessons
And we still cool and kick it for that count my blessings (thank God)
But if you listen, I want you to hear this message yuh yuh