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And the ones who gave us R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Yo I'll never be the emcee that you want me to be
There'll always be something I do or say and you won't agree
That's my

would've thought I'd make an EP 
Couple years later, I'm in my parents' room taking CDs 
Rebelled against them by listening to R-c-P to lead me to the light

You claim to be big-boned but you'll fuck up your life
So fuck you fatboy drop the food lets fight
Plus, I'll pay your liposuction your stomachs full

of my chest
God gotta test
My life is mess
I promise I'm doing my best 
The 8th on the way
The tape bouta play
But I gotta finish the rest
4-5 the gang

see me less
Take care the rumors lay it to rest
I ain’t no hoarder my life a mess
I’m tryna get it together
Double my profits make mo than i ever
Take

leveled it up, not once but twice
I have the power to change my life
Never could tell me I'm wrong cause I'm right
The city comes alive in the night
I only

Infamous Minded

Big Noyd

H.N.I.C. [Clean]

2000

it
Listen, this is what it takes to survive today
Use your eyes, to my niggaz that's ride with me
And you see that nigga P, be the storm quiet
I'm

tint, slappin' blueprint
She wanna see me, so I scooped her, bent some corners
She faster than Jackie Joyner, a true stoner
She can tell I keep it G by my

changed)
Flexing in the leather, like this shit ain't tight
Flexing in her pussy when i hit all night
Venom in my veins by observatory
Smoking on a pack

Did You Wrong

Pleasure P

The Introduction of Marcus Cooper

2009

to work it out
And, um you know I wanna marry you baby
You know I want you to be in my life for the rest of my life
You know what I'm sayin', anyway
I'm

come blocking my blessings
Get in my way and you get sprayed, I gotta run to the reverend
You see my life a living hell, I'm tryna make it to heaven
But

Venom Hoodie Lyrics

Grab ya Hennessy, Pour Up

Rest In Peace to my nigga, Ace,
My Nigga T.O.P
Queens We going get it

Fuck sleeping, Hoody out

to the wire
Bound to spark like a fire
Fueled by an endless desire
Manifesting dreams to transpire

Living into my purpose
Looking beneath the surface
Like

a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in

Niggas thinking wrong playing checkers bitch its chess
Paid will never fold We gone ball thats on my life now
Nigga having hoes don't be mad if your hoe

M.I.A.M.I.

First Platoon

Connected

[Verse One]
Niggaz be sleepin on da M.I.A.M.I.
Don't even test my bottom grounds dangerous towns
Only reserve our tru representers 
like my niggaz

a picture never use the canvas
Thoughts deep I came to give you
Not a day goes by
That I don't get it hot jewels
Before the ice on the wrist
My life was

Return of the Mecca

Pete Rock

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

To know the truth is to know the self
To know the self is to know the Mecca
The Mecca's not a state of mind or a place
Mecca is a way of life
It

could just break us

Overlooked by the rest of the world
And artists who never heard
You ended on the streets where the wicked disperse
Your kindness

you want to battle at Scrabble
But are you after a challenge?
Or do you just dabble?
You may do fine against the
Rest of the rabble
But to grapple my

Letting all light

Through the puddle I ponder
No fairy odd parents I'll be ya Wander
Very old barring
Rest though my slumber
Scary out there king
Oh how I

My father in heaven let your name be sanctified Lead us into the wilderness like you did Moses
Set us apart from all this world of wickedness Protect

like scarface
Move trees by the o z

Spit like a uzi
Police wanna shoot me
Niggas wanna kill me
Cause these hoes straight feel me

Man my life was hard

A little pessimistic, I’m intermittent with inhibitions
Cross religion witnessin' intermissions in my decisions
Yeah
Kuya Jerico this for you man