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when times are cold
i seen an analyzed the world from my project roof
and seen the hope in the eyes of a troubled youth
a good kip,i kept this burnin' in

I been thinking bout chasing green
Since a young nigga hung around a old head
But I never was a dumb nigga
Nigga tried to send me off
Tried to second

girls
It was all a dream, GQ magazines
Hit the Billboard, throwin' up the 2 when the big G
Young world, young world
Make way for the new progressive

Produced by Scott Storch
The effort I'm gone put forth
I'm ma blaze a track like a human torch

H-Town's my stomping ground
A legend from the underground
You

Bump 'n Grind music he was makin'
I don't care how young he was when his sister raped him
I'm just sayin', she ain't piss on that nigga and tape him

niggas on the bridge when they toss the grip
Call me gangsta, I'm how I should be
Was in the light but the darkness took me
Pack niggas out like Tyron

Pour the 1800 in a tall glass
Lets go crazy tonight, the world's gone mad
It's loose slavery takin' me with the ball players
And they try to put

I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's

Walk On By

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

[Featuring Charli Baltimore] 

(Kid Capri) 
Yes indeed  What the deal 
This is the world famous Kid Capri 
up here wit my man Joey Crack 
Joey

Drink Away the Pain (Situations)

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

international think rational
The 12th street crew move back when we come through

I think the whole world's going insane
I fill my brain up with Dainy, and drink

favorite principal name was Mrs. Wooten
She was strict, the perfect instructor for young Putin
Vladimir, just so that is clear
Whom should we fear when we

I don't play around, nor do I f around
And you can tell by the
Bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down

hot to charge
Listen, somebody said the price tag was on the rapper's head
So we gon' see a nice bag when the rapper dead
The mask black, the flag

would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was

fucked up alot
It's gone fall on me
But I give the glory to god
I was a poet before a rapper
No need to be suprised
Me against the world
My money on me
I

judgement reserved?
Does 'innocent till proven guilty' have any meaning at all
When you're alone in a police house surrounded by cops
being kicked around like

the Stan or Francy
Really should've made a plan B
Four fives off, now the junkies thank me
We ain't never been Berlin
I was way too young in the German

Complexion (A Zulu Love)

Rapsody

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my

thought
He was only in middle school
When he first fell for a girl
She made him feel wanted
So gave her the whole world
He had a few friends
But he had

Evil Knievel ain't much when I do my stuff
Polo tee polo black cologne
Burberry by my nuts she won't leave me lone
The Levi's was on sale
But I ain't

With nothin' I started, self-made, I'm the author
Finally got on the roster, hit thirty
Then I step back at the buzzer like young Kemba Walker
Yeah,

I'ma shoot it up like a drive-by (drive-by)
Montana been goin' off (off)
Keep your eye on your bitch when we slide by (slide by)

When we slide, when

real facts
It's not hatin'
They spoiled you when you was hot
And you still tryin' to milk
The game but you outdated this is crazy
All these dealers with

like the twenty-second
Come hither when I beckon
Son, you like every hour, you better check-in
Smoking moonrocks at the boondocks
Busting forty-five