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Don't Stop Rappin'

Too Short

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: The Player Years, 1983-1988

1993

lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes

I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues

And get in line!
It's living your life in a show
By Roger and Hammerstein.

Oh, sad the soul
Who passes by Merano.
Merano! So far no
Soul has ever passed us

Dumpin'

2Pac

Pac's Life

2006

Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause, 
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,

You Don't Work, U Don't Eat

Westside Connection

Ain't a Damn Thang Changed

1991

to pay, I used to say to myself "Life is cool" 
I had a roof over my head and a part-time job 
Slanging at OB's birdstand 
Washington High was the school

do they think i'm broad
Is it my lyrics is hard or is i'm wit the mob
From the six, now all these rappers talkin shit
But i must be schemin on my life

toe tagging 11 mob amateurs
First act was to get some new threads
My lawyer set a meet with colonel Juan Cortez
On a yacht that plush with A list guests

sayin
But You aint gotta see it to read it
And Even With Your Eyes Open You Still Cant See Me
You Know What I Mean
This shit bigger than life
The Mob

Me and my closest road dog
(To my nigga Big Mussolini)
You know what's up (Big Syke)
West side (Thug Life baby)
Outlaw (the return of the mashes)
You

cores collapsed mobs coursed to sob
Called cops to mosques cold corps in morgues
This life is raw for sure
Dare fuck the hoe with no condom on

Real

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Words of Wisdom

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black

Victory or Death

Twista

Legit Ballin'

1999

bit what and who made what
Nigga fuck all y'all styles
I'm finna set this shit off like this here

Chitowns murderous mob gothic
Hard knock it give me

Enemy get stalked ten years and get dropped
Duckin' the five
Just tryna get by
Livin my life
I'm done getting high
I should be dead
I've been glitchin'

This one right here goes out to my frauds, scammers, workers that don't work, wannabe
Stick up kids, trying to get by on others' demise. Just let it

Back in the loop wit it 
Mob tru business 
Job you kiddin 
Garage coop in it 
2 Women duse in em
Fast talker fu shnikin 
20 Bands before five 
I know

to the grave)
Yea (take it to the grave)
Yeah yeah
Stick shit
This shit
Hot shot
Bitch obnoxious. (this the one)
Fix it,
Bitch get mopped quick,
Gang and mob

the dice
New Mercedes Benz straight from Shanghai
Feeling like Drake, but this ain't Mob Ties
Got the girls lurking from one to nine
Abracadabra, she

Compete with me  prod by Un7i7led
This the drop they been needing all year

Better and better with time
Swear these bars aging like they are wine
Pay

got shit to prove them
Niggas wanna stab me in my back so I'm removing them
They know better coming over here
This shit get dangerous
Lynch mob when we

home
And i cant lack
I keep my blick when
I'm alone
But shit
I'm by myself
Inside my zone
Behind my chest
Is super cold
I swear this street shit
In my

(Bitch!) Yeah, they be taking me hostage
Riding around with my mob quick
Never really had no option
You should be moving with caution
Yeah, they be

Fucked up vegas for 3 years man i be out too much
Spent 4 summers in Miami cant get back im stuck
Promenade inside LA or we gon mob the Grove

changed it to life
Frank thought he had some hope
But the crowd were sharpening their knives

One day the lynch mob came
And snatched Frank out of jail
They

got a writer bruh
Only the God be writing us
Even the Mob be liking us
Even the gods be liking us
Hit the ground like some lightning bruh
Call a play