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his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now: Eazy Duz It

Real Muthaphuckkin G's

Eazy-E

It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa

1993

his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now: Eazy Duz It

Boy this ain’t no prodigy
It’s a prophecy
Nothing was promised to me
No designer yet
Ge rich or die tryin’ 50 Cent
Oh we talking shoes, I got a few

And ain't nothing stopping me till it's the death of me
Oh and please do be telling me, how does it feel to be crushed
By the same guy that you once thought

Nobody Likes Me

Mobb Deep

Violator: The Album

1999

and I'm a die by that 
Dun I used to be the tunnel now we regular ?spress? 
Son it's strictly dom bitches never catch me with rats 
QB where I took my

shoutout to Kanye (For real tho mane)
I understand what it is yo, the narrative a beast (Keep going)
Shed tears on these tracks bruh (Sky is the limit)

whoever's next 
Plus it's over, it's done, it's a fucking wreck 
And honestly, you ain't have nothing left
Take your ass home and fucking practice
Take your

that mean just do the math
It means we're both about to spazz
Two prodigy's picture that

joking she's NAHT
Haha
Sorry didn't mean to do you like that
Feel the devil driving in me
When I rip up these tracks
She can feel it in her kidneys
When I

on it be like I'm jacked out
Like you ain't seen nothing yet
Novacane'd now I ain't feeling nothing and
Hate to brag but the game ain't ready yet
Twenty

years long
Banging like a gong
Plugin like a prong
Nothing can go wrong
Straight ghetto one
Dropped it just for fun
Had em on a run
Banging like a gun
Hit

'til I make it
And I walk it like I talk it
And I'm chilling with my amigos
And I'm all up in the 'Rari
With a hand on the wheel, girl by my side
And my

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

life

All the fuckin snitches gone dead for shot by my eagle glock pow
Stop it robbin the bitches telling they saying just a walwal
Oh my god I dont feel

That lazy prodigy Yah Hey

I'm the lame
Still the same
Do you remember me
Y'all used to joke Now it's nothing funny
Walking in the place
Don't hide your

The prodigy I'm the prodigal my Dad proud of me
Dichotomy my philosophies turned to
Ahh you get it

bring out a whole nother side of me
Every since that I hopped in the booth and I talked on a track they knew I was a prodigy
Give a fuck what you say

forgiven
Why do I even give in
To all this foolish sinnin'
It won't lead to winnin'
Man, I know my mission
Light codes through the diction
Stand by my Lord

me
All of these rappers talking bout that
They are the goat
But we know that it's cap
I'm just a youngin never had to trap
But when I step inside

fucks
What does it say, the fox?
Nothing cause I broke its jaw
I’m leaving this country so if you want something from me
You can talk to me ‘fore I leave

Looking at my story
It's my Butterfly Symphony
And it really gonna end
When my eyes are locked on you
In the bayou, girl you know I'm by you
If you hit me

Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods

Prodigy, Guru,

I'm a Rocket
Like James Harden with the euro step I'mma spin you around then a bucket
Suck it
Speed it up up on the track
Writing my name on a plaque

Chase the chicken keep a couple nuggets shawty love it 
I walk by I be mad fried shawty blushin 

Chasing that bread running miles like track 
Chasing