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digit
Money can't buy happiness, Fuck you,
mi prefer fi rich
What is legacy if
Money Nuh deh deh fi mi kids?
Weh den ago pay di bills with, daddy

still pushing
Fuck a nigga, we slide the block, they still pussy
Twelve watching, but you got kids, you gotta get it
And I gotta put some food up in

shit? You know, I'm far from it
By chance if you start to go plotting
My man's whip might bypass pigs
Might find out why you hit the car bonnet

Back

and take a sip with me
Sip with me? yeah
Take a sip with me, sip with me, yeah

"This go out to all the rappers
This go out to the little darlings
The little

Clipse of Doom

Ghostface Killah

Fishscale [Clean]

2006

shit from New Orleans
Players and pimps that bit off fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, powder blue Wally's is dyed, vanilla bBally's is mean
Kid

225 Rounds

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

your kids out like a babysitter
I'm a grown man, but I'm young in the mindstate
Live in every borough but New York my tri state
Test me, you nothing

Ecco, lets go, the music is the building block (Le-le-le-le) Lego
Yeah we out here, watch me bang one, trynna' be immortal, call me Shang Tsung
Just

Symphony 2000

EPMD

Def Jam 200x

Keep playing with it kid, you might go blind, jerk off!
Fuck them a.k.a., for now it's just meth
That's it, that's all, solo, single no more no less

(How?)
Don't put no new music out, we don't wanna hear that shit
You a coon and you fucked up Teyana Taylor's shit (Fuck boy)
Bill Cosby locked up with

the heat to kids
They'll riddle thru ur ligaments, I'm on my E.Nygma shit
Speak of which, riddle me this
Why do u wreak of fish
And love getting beat by

Mobstability

Twista & the Speed Knot Mobstaz

Mobstability

1998

Bulletproof now, pistol holsters under the arm pits
Ready to go out in the blaze of glory
Standin' firm on the deck makin' the front-page story

[Chorus]

and gettin these figgaz(figures)

Most Of These Rappers got hidden agendas 

So you will not see me out kicking it with them

If you are not with them that

nigga show his ass out in public
I got the whole block bumpin
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood gone love it
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood

Pop out the bushes
Get hit with that
Then you start singing like
Skip to my lou down the block
like arthur leave you  like
Pop out the bushes
Get hit

different, I'm not what you think
I cannot lose, I go out with a bang
I hope you never say my name in vain
I'm with whatever, just not for no games
I know

couple kids
If the rap don't work get to robbing
Get the bag by any means
If the trap don't work 9 to 5 it
Athlete turned rapper nigga
Wear plenty hats

only one way's gonna fit my name Hussein
Ride by, with the block, I can't stop
Not even for the cop's will
I close down shop
Yo, I broke nights to get

Miguel Sanchez

Ghostface Killah

More Fish [Clean]

2006

contained twenty thousand in cash, 
A photograph of a Colombian nigga with a long mustache Miguel Sanchez, 
Keep a gun hidden in his pants' leg with armed

in love with the essence
Look at you drown in depression
I'll get you out of it
Lotta men don't survive the consequence
Way too heavy and I'm not proud

silence me
Hidden put himself out on tracks, taste the irony
Ha, brace for the sarcasm
If your shit is massive, then mine's gargantuan
If you claiming

the pain that has been caused
By those who try to make our names hidden
And try to keep who we are in the dark as history is rewritten
We must be heard from

Yeah
This Underground Intensity
I go by the name of BlackSmith
And up first, we got the deaf Deala
Kickin' this shit off
We call this street science

somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo 
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its

a bitch cheat every night
Pussy stank all the dick that she take
While you out at night
I said hi kids do you like thug life
Do you wanna go to jail
When