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Bitch I'm on top, here come the hoes by the flock i copped a Benz wit a drop
Back on the block
I can be more than on top
Expensive when I milly rock
I

need that money
It gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungry
It feeds my kids, it fills my fridge
It pays my bills and the mortgage on the crib
It

hungry they calling me and it's over

Healing my people is what I do
Sage your place and get that incense for your room
Fresh air and fresh breeze by

I can tell that you flaw
You gon disintegrate
Tryna stand next to a star
My brain overloaded with bars
That's a bar
Lead life however I want
That's

Cold War

Styx

Kilroy Was Here

Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

I'm tired of your psychology
To bring me to my bended knees
And if I could only talk to you

years have gone away
Left me here with their bills to pay the fire that once consumed my insides
Is doused by my sunken rain cloud eyes
So god can you

Skyzoo from the NYC
One time
One time for Pete Rock in the place to be
One time

Peep it, one time for the time sticking beside me
Wouldn't count me

You know I don't like em' and that don't make me no hater
I wanna speak to the people that's paying bills, and dues, with shit to lose
Just doing what

do life
I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who hate fake

a thot)

Project baby goodness gracious, Uncle Sam
(That's so funny)
Bought me some Gucci Penny loafers
I don't even wear them (With some money
Bought me

Anyone claim that they're ahead of me
Especially when my limit is sky 
I vibe with the pen and turn the paper to tie-dye
The lyrical drive by
I'll probably

problems lead to lack-of-attention
For the person that's supposed to be ya rock
But in the moment that she's not
For you all she got is
Niggas ain't shit

Walk around big dog in my shell toes
Money call I don't even need my cell phone
Feel like Rock hitting bitches with the elbow
Swerving that coupe take

you good meat to digest
And I swear solidly the rock properly
Dropping non-stopily
Since the rock spotted me
Knocked me down, switched my flow game

see if you for fake or real
'Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal
And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will
So mama

bills and some debt and two kids
It's a delicate mix
But I'm working off intelligent tips
Keep changing there's no cadence that I'm settling with
Staying

talk about them checks if you ain't mentioning my name
Non-stop nigga, yeah we get it how we live
From the trap to the studio, that's how I pay the bills

a problem
See no chain but I’m ballin'
Don’t change for a dollar
When i lead better follow
When i lead
Get stupid ima bop em ay
Call him molly ima wop em ay

album"
Man, fuck that give me
Pizza chain on medallion candy-gray Maybach
Her ass stay flat
"You really shouldn't say that"
Man, it's RiFF RAFF
Thirty K

When I fix my eyes on You


Cause you are
The Rock that holds me
The Love that molds me                          
into all that I can be
And you are

friends
Kept me alive it was fine then, but by ten
My friends had turned to voices in my head
At night, in bed
They lead me to some more traces
I might have

Smith Brothers

Theodore Unit

718

2004

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Uh huh, ba-by, ba-by, uh, it's goin' down
This is that muthafuckin' nigga (off the sound)
Yeah, uh, bulletproof

b-i-z
Theres a pile a rocks right there by ya feet
Kick it not trippin I got what you need
2 bills a verse pay me my fee
You too cheap to see don’t holla

Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener