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icing yeah it’s sculptured 

Would I let you try it you must joking 

Didn’t chip for chocolate evolvement

Sour, the sweet and the salt man 

Separate

Hello Brooklyn 2.0

Jay-Z

American Gangster [Clean]

2007

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn, how you doing?
Where you going? And can I come too?
And if I can, I'ma be your man
You could be my lady,

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn, how you doing?
Where you going? And can I come too?
And if I can, I'ma be your man
You could be my lady,

can you hear me mama
Creating everything all in your honor
Gotta man up gotta take care of father
We only getting older so I gotta go harder
Put

I I want to rock n roll your face off
I I want to rock n roll your face off
I want to make you fall in love and I'll do whatever it takes oh
Your

how I continue to drive
This block boy still looking alive
Take it in wondering how a n***a survived
A hundred something a week
At Giant man I really

Funky Voltron F/Insight

Edan

Beauty and the Beat

2005

salt
Four by Four
That's the steps on the floor
'Eography' with the prefix core
What be the core but a solid foundation?
Skill
Preparation
These

in the eye and I
Will chuckle while you weep
Spend the night and I'll slip dollars
Out your wallet while you sleep
I'll take a sex tape
Maybe one that

and they'll eat it up
Like Redenbachear, just throw on your salt
And I'll promise, it'll make it sweet as fuck
I'm dropping hits after hits after hits like

him
She said pardon but she want me 
And she bringing a friend

And cant stop that though
Don't listen to that gossip i know
Your man aint shit

finger paintin
I'm high grade, just put me in rotation man 

I can take you higher
Chillin' with my goons and we kickin' it like hi-ya 
We all royalty turn

Ain't No Half Steppin'

Big Daddy Kane

Hard Rap

1989

Cameo and I'll still have strength
And no, that's not a myth, and if you try to riff
Or get with, the man with the given gift of gab
Your vocab, I'll

380 on Dat Ass

Spice 1

187 He Wrote

1993

Thinkin' 187 proof nigga come take a sip
I'm sick, as fuck I'll do a drive-by in a black hearse
And leave yo in the street for homicide I think 380 burst

food Depends on my mood, your boy can be rude, I'll eat up your food Y 'all n****s false flaggin', I'm really Suu How low do the troops come to your

Glocks with the after-market clip in it, 
On Instagram hollering, how you got hollow tips in it. 

When sh* hit the fan N* clipped your man, 
You got

it happen
By not tryin just high fiving n not buying it just selling product
Maybe if I rap without my conscience
I'll be rocking like a comet n not

your spine, makes you numb
And that's only around a quarter way done
So I'm sure you'll be dead by the end of the song
Ah man are you scared? I'm just

take my name
Everything incriminated got elevated, got n***as tellin’ on the gang
A Process of elimination, they intimidated by the way that I’m doing my

that ain't how you living
Surrounded by fake n*****, I swear everyone the realest
And women ain't the same, where the ladies f*** these b******

Back

feelings the same
Man I fear to be sane
Can't remember last I felt like
I wasn't thinking straight
But the hate seems to take control
Knowing full well I

Operation CB

Kool G Rap

Killer Kuts

1994

the door, "Whassup baby? Yo come on in 
Here, take a seat, I'll introduce you to my friend" 
Now everything is going according to plan 
"Yo Jinx this is

some of that salt that you traded
What's the long-term play in giving your wealth away (hey?)
'Cause now I feed your whole country
For the price of a cup

A little moody

Well, I tied the knot in a real big hurry
Got married by a judge, they should've sent a jury
She's always tellin' me it's my fault
I take

Chopping chopping that's a wrap
Dropping bombs like it's Iraq
On the track, I'll be driving by when all your tires flat
This has started as a metaphor