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You couldn't roast a mortal
Woman using a flamethrower
Umbrella Pharma's newest project's gonna
Need a rain check
This battle's just began and already

the floor beneath your feet
Close your eyes
Take a deep breath in through your nose and out through your mouth
Again
Focus on the flow
Inhale
Exhale

Always letting his mouth write a check
That his ass can't cash

You're in my zone
Killer territory, this is my throne
Sadomasochism get your bones broke

from the ‘jects,
I got my foot on these rap n*gga’s necks,
I keep hearing them say that I’m next,
Only rockin’ out shows if it come with a check,
I’m

Who is chief?
My birth name is Michael
It means he who is like God
So there's a hint of heaven in every word I write
We shall all be blessed tonight

won't
Say with me
We know
We gotta keep going
Toppling, falling
Then get up again
And keep haulin'
Doubt my ambition
By my love for mariuhana
But I check

Ms. Holy Roller

Will Smith

Lost and Found

2005

Mic check, 1, 2, 1, 2, this is dedicated to
An old friend of mine, Michelle
She a holy roller now, turned over a new leaf
Now everything old gonna

to what I say
Listen to what I talk listen to how we walk
Hey, check it out, listen to what I do
Yo bust it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo
And Busta Rhymes

Step into da Cipher

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

First up it's the nuts up, what's up 
To the niggas from the projects 
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' at another crime scene 
Committed by

I'm skeptical
Spectacle thru my spectacles
Special flows, check it tho, I'm in "F" it mode
Erybody could die - when my chest explode
It's all inside

a bowl, I'm out here passin' L's
I did it on my own like Pat LaBelle, homie I rap for real, no cap Pharrel
My tracks are gon' get plaques wrapped in

A Part of My Life

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone
I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
Bumpy ripping everything

the fuckin' cafeteria
Fuck all that Hollywood shit!
Let's fucking rap, man

Yo, check it
This that high school lunch time cypher
I might just step in this bitch

her I love her while I was fuckin' 
I was lean talkin' (I was lyin')
I don't like depressed hoes, all my bitches T'd up (uh)
Any time I walk by

to bendin on a corner like a right away
Gang over everything by the way
Labels tryna make me sign my life away
If the checks shows it got more than six O’s

sink
I don't need a big couch

To think big
I don't need a big mouth

To give warnings
I don't need to back it out

To check a nigga
I don't need to pat

without them, you can't cook pie the same 
You getting thick girl, what's with the body shame
A king in check, by checkers 
I'm tired of game 

Watch your

You hate white people but you work for a white man
Get yourself a check and go spend it on white brands
The truth already bent we bending it

Thick [Blast in the Hood Version]

D.I.T.C.

D.I.T.C.

2000

L]
Check it, I be puffing blunts in the house sexing stunts on the couch
This year, a lot of frauds might get punched in the mouth
For when your

Thick

D.I.T.C.

D.I.T.C.

2000

Check it, I be puffing blunts in the house sexing stunts on the couch
This year, a lot of frauds might get punched in the mouth
For when your wife see

Yeah My Song I Know Ever Write No Dot
Never You Cash You Out (Cuddle Up, Baby)
We Love These Hoes she Fucking With My Team
You Like My Squad nigga Don't

Streets Is Watching

Jay-Z

The Tables Have Turned

1999

Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check

Streets Is Watching

Jay-Z

In My Lifetime, Vol. 1

1997

Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check

me fake
Check your account
Oooh just look at all those filters
Every bar has meaning not one of them is filler

Seriously, just take the time
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