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than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

Fresher Than Ever

Young Money

Rise of an Empire

2014

nigga
I never fold, keep my hand on my gun nigga
Momma told em kill em with my music slowly
The game over, and Imma cross over like Kobe
Now get it nigga!

you just don't care

forget guns n roses
what's the motif
there's tons of moet
and funds to go get
and huns to go get
with hugs to go give
daley told me

whole styles up, I stuck to my guns
In one drag I'm blowing ‘bout 7 O's
Life's a b****, I had to 69 the h**
Tryna hit a lick in hopes a n**** might be

me Little Caesar's
I got bands stacked up, wallet wider than receiver
I got big guns n*gga, don't you play lil' bitch we ready
I got 40 choppas scoped

me it's fun, pull out your gun 
Trust me it's fucking fun 

Brick by brick it's a boring night
So let's fuck shit up it's teenage life
Dance with me,

We ball'n over here
Tune into the game
Call me Rose Bryant
Call Patron James
We walk up in the jawn thick
Tell em play my song quick
And we

Whoever ain't nice to the gun or
The knife that'll number your nights
It's once in his life then
He's done it before
Now he's a glitch in history so
We

Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I

in the house with my gun trying to hide it
Now my momma say boy you look nice in them diamonds
They hating hella hard
I'm switching prices
Let him live

Seven round rainbows with clouds to divide them Seven pretty little girls with sugar on their lips
Seven witty little boys whom everybody tips
Seven nice

make him disappear."

The boy said "Come with me, Father." He
grabs his father by one hand. The father
gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
ukelele.

type of path that u wanna cross
Going nice with clothes, bough-pot of roses,
I'm hot n cozy with these words
Thing is noisy,
Wrist is frozen,
Long

why mi love see guy die
Is it di reason why mi wear diamond
And sleep pon a bed name divan
And Guns n Roses a my band
Bwoy come a flip like phone, you

Jamaican Joint

Cam'ron

On My Way to Church [Clean]

2004

the broadway side
And where they always reside, and so much raw yay,
You know all them boys be outside
With them sirens and guns, all the noise be outside,

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands

Story to Tell

Ja Rule

Belly [Clean]

1998

bodies with shells and leave n****z
With a story to tell, uh-huh

Listen up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale
Cause

I'm Lupe they say I'm Lil' Wayne
They say I'm too Jay to portray new lay
They say I'm too nice to be a rapper
The prerequisite is gun clapping so what

We Can't Be Stopped

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

the Geto Boys

Can you believe those hypocrites
Who distribute Guns n Roses but not our shit
And they say we're a racist act

Ain't that the pot calling

We Can't Be Stopped

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped [Clean]

1991

the Geto Boys

Can you believe those hypocrites
Who distribute Guns 'n' Roses but not our shit
And they say we're a racist act

Ain't that the pot

Pulse of the Rhyme

Ice-T

O.G. Original Gangster

1991

Just checkin' my microphone once
As I check your audio
Increase the bass response
Hope n the speakers blow
I got no time to sit and flip
And pop

a call from LA
I’m in LA by tonight
Boy when I’m out in the H
I drop a four in my sprite 
These n****s act like I owe ‘em
They acting like uncle ice

up like a compound, yah
We been dancing to that nice sound,
Boy, don't be staring at us, you better turn around
Coz if you don't we'll beat you

Yea, that's right
It's not a Hardy Boy mystery neither
This is real shit
This shit come on right after Hart to Hart y'all
No doubt, 7 o'clock