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The Back murder scene in coles
World
J.cole don't feel threatened by the Heat I Bought to your world
Take the love you had for your girl And then Fuck up her

Alcohol
Your skin like E and J
Your hair like Garnier
Your bite like lemonade

She bite down on my ear
And tell me hold her waist
She rode it like a soldier

and now's the time
Nigga you not that guy, I see ya' don't try to hide
Got big racks right by my side
Feeling like Chucky I'm slicing ya' throat
The nigga

Think I’ll add another zero
To my paycheck
Now that I think about it
Think I’ll make it clear
Baby made from Haiti
Hated by my peers
But with my ambition

feel me
My bars are bonecrushers for the trick daddies and mommas
Soldier Boys, no honors
DJ-ing the drama
Lloyd Banking on the end,
but I'm far from

hard it comes blindly

Jah soldiers must Prevail (Almighty)
Dem want man go a jail
See dem illusion a fail
From now call me souljah change a name

Even if I die, I still gave them words to live by
Was the man but the sherm left his wig fried
In a midsize, deliver the baby like a midwife
Why they

got the power
Money and the motive 
We jus keep it gassed up like a v8 in the motor 
Pull up had to pop out wit my soldiers
We don't even drive we got

Who’s that by the hair of my chin chin chin
I might do it like Tekken, one round fight X O hit him
I’m a lyrical musical weapon everything perfect I

at the gates
(More hope) I decided my fate
For the rest of my days
Yeh yeh yeh
And I'm swayed by my faith that change will come my way 

Yeah in life there is

like Stevie
Hey not J but that's okay cuz he pimpin they pockets without a price to pay
Living in properties on a nice estate
On a flight to St.Tropez

hatred in your heart won't get you poppin', homie

Got all this weight up on my shoulders, but I ain't droppin', homie
Word to all my fallen soldiers, know

still know
Get bumped fast
If you dont live by that code
Use to have ta' get the Redman up from the store(granny)
To the point that got so plugged
Ain't

bitch remind you of Obama house

You can't tell just by my body language, all I dream about is homicide
Lost KeiAngelo and smooth since then, I've been

the rain
No limit soldier
When its war know it come with a tank
I blow a whole lot of dank
I just got a load from out of the bank
All of us got it on us
I

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
GEORGE R. R. MARTIN...
VERSUS...
J. R. R. TOLKEIN! BEGIN!
Brace yourselves!
Gather up your trolls and your soldier

my own army, Soon to be leading,
Im gone handle mine, Yall just keep believing,
[Till we rich]

Written & Composed by: Dwayne J. Patillo (Wayyne)

on both coasts, gettin' ate up by the seagulls, now
You out for the season, J-Ro is the reason you freezin'
in the cold Sneezin' while I'm takin' pictures

finna hit the flo'
From Trae to Lil B, J-A T
Dougie D and AB and Jay'Ton
Be street niggas with a heart
You should of heard of me from the start
But my

on my floor mat
Nasty nigga, make ya beleive that im a classy nigga
But im far from that average joe that you know
Use people for sheilds at shoot outs

twenty-one gunshot salute
Motherfuckers hate me 'cause I be the hood
Hypnotized by my rhymes I'm so Hollywood
B-E record crew, we are boys from the hood

the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no

Crawl Before You Ball

Saafir

The Hit List

1999

a shame
I'm aimin' at the bathroom stall on all of y'all
With the H.J.s deflecting these hate rays
Until the sun falls 
You acquired a dream
Crawl before