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Rhymes Galore

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes

1997

Completing the executional shit is usual
I ain't scared of ya! Takin all of yo' paraphernalia
That's my words on Mrs. Mahalia
I hope you know yo' best bet,

thru the snapchat
By all means get ya money sis
Start his 4th language by the time my son is 6
Yeah- a better version of me, that’s right 
I got dreams

and Ima stay that
Pull up wit it, say that
Why you hating? We go way back
You know we don't play that
We getting money without you that's payback
Clean yo

If Bunny on the beat, then it's dirty
Hol' up, what? Uh, I'm the best outta the bunch (You said it)
You know that I'm hittin yo' line, uh, I'm eatin'

foot in and your left foot out
Put yo' ass on my dick
That's what I'm talkin about
Work a nigga 'til it feel like
I'm 'bout to pass out
Now shaaake,

a haunted house, got soul by the pound
If you wanna dance, think about it right now
See, I'm not in it, yo, listen, I'm not in it
This song's about beats,

Trife Life

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

herringbone, let him slide, no days
Son get the heat, cause I'm about to stick him
(Fuck that shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!)
Aight bet, so just hold

tight end
You know its fire when it talk back, let me dive in
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, I'm talkin' face first
Don't get no wetter, feel the pressure, make yo

Elevate yo mind Get up on yo grind
Stop wasting time
Cause niggas ant 'finna do you shit
Gotta get it on yo own
Can't look for no help This shit was

inna wreck you ain't pick up yo phone
Them lonely days and lonely nights felt abandonment strong
Been contemplating bout my life and the shit that I'm

to blame, yeah
Mane I’m the type of nigga, throw yo’ feelings down the drain, yeah 
Say bitch I’m independent, know that shit be my domain, yeah 
I won’t use

bitch
I don't give no fucks i'm finna turn it up
Volume blast it play try yo luck
Heard that kill shit bitch yo time is up
Next bitch drilled shit he

Three in the mornin
You callin me up
Stop by my house
Tryna see if I'm up
When you pull up
Got yo shit on the porch
Don't bother to hit me
You getting

Talkin big shit getchu spilt like vodka
Zero Zero Zero after that issa' comma
Pussy so wet shorty almost meet my momma
If he want the smoke we gotta choppa

get realer by the day
When you tryna get millions

(Aye) Jeopardize my brother?
Bitch I never could (On God)
Say I stabbed you in yo back?
But I never

statement to get it though
I feel for your mom dealing with shit she don't condone
Got the Fed doing Rico cause IG said you was home
Flaunting all that cash

at wholesale
Wax off Mr Miyagi
Leap if you froggy
I walk the walk like Johnny
Your bitch down in my DMz I’m yo gotti
She gone snap me the kitty, I’d fuck

Mudd Foot

Biz Markie

The Biz Never Sleeps

1989

"Hey Mudfoot, you know what we're here for, lay some treats on us!"
 
Yo, dis is one of the, dis dis
Yo dis is that, that's that joint
Yo that's

Me and My Crazy World [Main Mix]

The Lost Boyz

Me and My Crazy World

1997

on the strength of her
Yo chatted talkin bout see you later
From that moment on I knew that I had to date her
Couldn't conversate long 
Shorty had to go back

talkin' all that shit
But you can't up on niggas

Yeah, you rockin' with that gun
You ain't gon' blurt, though
If you wanna bang it out
Let's do

bitch, me swerving on yo basic
Bullshit, to da lameness I am a stranger
Smoove shit is the language I have mastered
Yeah
Influenced beat got me feelin'

Niggas talkin' bout my exes, she ain't mine if I ain't cuff
I made some bandies in some days, but I don't think that shit enough
Never press bout

what punk?
Y'all sleepin' on the southside funk
Bitch niggas'll say this don't
Shit don't bump
I mean what the fuck I can't be me
And Leave yo' ho ass

a pretty nigga
I'm a five star bitch, no Yo Gotti dawg
Hoes don't know yo body dawg
I don't want to put these AF1's up on yo body dawg
Ordered these bitches