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If you never shot some shit before, then don't start rappin' (don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store, just don't be lackin' (just

The Planet

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

refused
Had a chick Uptown, one in Queens and one in Jersey
Sometimes all you need to get by, is a girlie
But yo I still wasn't happy
I seen a lot

the gap
She had a nigga by the nuts like her hands clamp
Come up with a plan like ideas at a desk lamp
I get raw with this shit,you best to bag back
Knock

Bounce

T-Nutty

Hated On

2005

the pain I see, make it stop, make it leave
Georgia Boys, Real McCoy, Miracle with Pastor Troy
Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy
Ain't no

case
(Shit is crazy)
It was times? i had to bag up in the staircase
(On st. johns)
Franklin ave? we're shit stay hotter than a fireplace
(Shit is hot)
In

this aint my 21st
Get em from him since I been 16 but a pothead from birth
Go get the method I never leave my protection
No beef but if a nigga try me

the camp my Lord
Only real preachers I knew was my Dad and Pastor Troy
I'm passing boys, the past I can't look back no more
Niggas depending on they hooks

Troy
Who gon' seek and destroy after every decoy
No games, no toy, no gimmick, no ploy
Known around the world, Thailand and St. Croix
So I'm stayin'

(Hook)
E just lost his grandaddy I can't tell he ain't happy
We don't talk much but I been praying for him like a damn pastor
Always love on this end

swear I do my own thang
I entertain ya though depending on my mood swing
Yea I’m crazy like that I never had it all
Been tripping since yeezy had him

I Declare War

Pastor Troy

We Ready - I Declare War

1999

me and tell Peter I be the Peter of the cipher
Down South Georgia Boy
Pastor Troy pass the rifle
Any rival ain't no rival lest we make the rivalry

who, like Chino Braxton
Had been discovered by
Meek and signed to his label instead of
Pedantry or certainty, Meek
Offers a profound
Deeply human

(arm)
I been focused in the gym getting my bands up (push em up)
Hang on to my every word like I'm the pastor (inshallah) yea
Im boutta blow like

famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by

slick, the oil castor
I'm in a different space, you couldn't get in with NASA
Like pastor, Troy we ready
Me and Eddie we get to the fetty
You couldn't stop

the oil castor
I'm in a different space, you couldn't get in with NASA
Like pastor, Troy we ready
Me and Eddie we get to the fetty
You couldn't stop

Errybody say they from the hood
Pull up on you when u in the 'burbs
From Ramsey St down to 71st where they
Knocking heads on the street curb
At the Yayas

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

the armor on me and I'm ready for battle
We ready Pastor Troy Atlanta
This my occupation but my heart ain't vacant got a reservation for the Lord to reside

getting rich 
And I did it on my own too 
Never had my hands out always stood on my own two 
I ain't nothing like the industry 
I been shot I been stabbed

me when I walk cuz I'm dripping in sauce
Get money, work hard that's what I was taught
What's up big mouth?
What's up big talk?
Pastor Troy 98 whatever

the
Other half that's left?
Yo Cass' the best, my shit extra cold
But you were never Blood it's not
(snot) happenin'
Even if you had a messy nose
Watch who

And a nerd with the words
Heard the sounds deployed by Troy
And stepped away from the boards
To get this off my chest
Not an elitist in the leagues
But still

boy
Yota boy
Yota boy
Real Macoy 
No the decoy
Who That boy 
I'm That boy
Call me Floyd
Pretty boy
Making noise
We ready
Like 
Pastor Troy
Shaking um