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Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some bally lace ups, with some

Flex a little deeper, make em keep up with the tempo, they call me j brown, you should hear the town talk
the style freaky frantic, enchant you with

begin
One down two more hit the man again

I swear I swear I saw your ghost

You and me we could be together
You and me we could use each other
You and me

Keep 'Em Eager to Listen

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

when I'm hit by the laser beams 

Ladies fiend  rappers are choosin up teams 

So who could beat up  just before we meet up 

Before I kick

I got lyrical shots don't need no wap
Guess who's back in town I'm really up next just give that crown
I'm chasing the bag tryna get more bands

Philly just a city, they use papers to roll up
Black chicks was biddies, the white ones had they nose up
Interracial dating, you might just get your throat

Its lit
Girl fuck the club i got pretty bud
I'll be in the parking lot rollin' up
With chix and drugz turnin' up
They show me love feelin' like

because Today
I can't play shit
Or read music anymore at all
What a shame could be said
But shit happens
We
Me and my crew
Use to sex females up right in

a weave is a crime, 
On the 405 stuck in time, 
Rockin be advised, by myka 9, 
I'm the corner, catching vibes, prime time,
 That's 1 out of 49 reasons for

Blue Cheese

2 Chainz

Pretty Girls Like Trap Music

2017

pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
I'm in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials

people use stairs to heaven
Others use escalators
In the end it doesn't matter
'Cause we all end up in the same place
Yes we all end up in the same place

I go by the name of B2 Da E 2Da NJI
If you don't know get to know
It's the Benji Effect
This is called the come up
She was old-school like an iPod

Drums of Steel

The 7A3

Rap Declares War

1992

Muggs, show em what hip-hop means
Baby boys outta Brooklyn, DJ from Queens
But now we cool in Cali, live in L.A.
Makin money for a livin, livin day by

everybody puffs the Ganga
I use to throw Banga, now I wanna make bangers
Mum used to bathe me in bucket water
Now everywhere I go, I see muddy waters
Life is

No be you go tell me make I no let money control me when poverty dey control me up and down wetin you do
Ladies and Gentlemen I go by the name

Dis is not ah love song
You know you dead wrong
Tryna find better
Lately but I wont let up
Shopping sprees what you use to
An we can do it bigger
I

Soaring through the clouds maybe I am really flying
Baby can you make it happen again?
Ain't no use in stopping it
Baby lets make up for lost time
It's been

Night catching up to me 
Playing with fire  (Fire)

7 thou degrees 

Adding more degrees
How many more to please 

Made you a lair (Lair)

You cannot fuck

still here today
He helped paved the way
Tried to do things same way
Big up all the painters
And dancers, break dancers
The DJs, the Rappers
Playas,

a drive
And I can’t even steer
There’s voice in my ear
And it’s telling me to please hold
Yeah, hold tight
I could use you here so just stay for the night

really hate that song, I think of you when I hear that shit
You made it all come true, but I loved you by the end it
Stuck up in my head, you gave me

And I could do it all by myself with no assistance, believe me

Everyone that and this, but don't take risk
If you don't use your gift, you could lose

of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that,

Showing all that fake love just to sale lies
I got plots upon a bag to take me worldwide
Your closet homies doubt you I just said in due time
Chop it up