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Buffalo Soldier

Shyne

Spark Seeker

2012

Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster burning down the block
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be

Savior! And I am rescuing you from this green, (makes kissing sounds) beast!
Fiona: Oh
Shrek: Hey! That's my princess! You find your own
Robin hood: Ah!

Yeah, Sam I am
You can get cooked like green eggs and ham
Got a nigga named V he’ll see you like ram
Wait
Let that sink in
Are these niggas gonna fold
Are

Uh, the city is fucked up
But I lucked up, I got out the bitch 'fore I'm cuffed up, playing duck-duck
It's a goose chase tryna win here, and of that

garage and six seats between 'em
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

Is this why you need me, to break what you can't chew?
To ram

Midwest Swinging

Big Ward

Vol. 1: Family Input

2002

and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third bentley by the time i'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin, "you gon' sell out" ya

clack clock nigga
Keep my shit cocked
Don't fuck with me ya'll I'm in
The zone like a zip lock
Stay G'd up, out to get my green up
Blue Chevy
Counting

on mic's
At astronomical Heights
Guided by the northern lights
Poltergeist, masquerade as Christ, entice like Heidi Fleiss
Trying ta put the righteous on ice

a perky i'm leaving her leaking
Nigga try me up that fye get to squeezing
Devil on my shoulder I ride with some demons
Con la Maria ando bien al tiro
Sigo

the teachers even more by police's
How he get that cash today his father passed away
Left him with a little somthin' 16 he was stuntin'
Al B Sure nigga with

No One's Iller

Eminem

The Slim Shady EP

1997

And have you shittin' socks, bitch (bitch)
P Rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits (hot grits, no one)

sack
While I be smoking, be making my green
Whip in the Stu, and I do make it mean
Dripping like Al, and ain't bout Green
Been on my dick so much that

It's sunday night and my team just lost
plus the Dolphins got blown out by Randy Moss
and the Vikings, I'm inside the food spot on new lots
gettin some

these flossy warriors Adonal Foyle'd their dreams
Yo I'm broilin green beans keenly every three meals
Commit flying guillotine, routinely clean wheels

Cause they know Coke beheads goats
While holding racks of Aries rams
They quiver when he serves volleys like a Sagittarius hand
I shut em down until

Unforgettable like Nat King
I'm that thing
You don't know me
Boy, I'm Sam, I am
Force feed you some green eggs and then I go ham
Go buy me a chain, then I go buy

her good you can tell by her stance
Fry a nigga I'm giving out tans
Caught an opp now we changing up plans
Hit you up when we touch down and land
And my

time I smoked heroin. The first time I put on hairspray. The first time I set up my own stereo, at fourteen, still green, unseen. The first time in

bitches be begging for me

I'm making my money by selling some green
I'm minding my business and cashing more green
So i'll win here i told you to leave

mommy if you scared
Even though she want me
I got my gun a tommy
Got my board like Rodney
Al-Dente be my crew and I'm not talking Motley
My verse be like

flip on the brights,
Then i ram them fuckin' dikes once no cops are in sight.
Not even dodging a skunk, don't fuckin' care what i hit,
Cuz i'm drunk,

and I live by the Fifth Amendment
Every sentence that I'm representin'
Don't get intentions that I was intendin'
No point is intended
But

and then she complains of not finding the tot-measure at home/ 

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City of Dope

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

Gather 'round, gather 'round, hurry
Uh, welcome! uh, little boys and girls
Listen, I'm bout to lace y'all motherfuckers
about Oakland, the City