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sign
Yuh nuh have no connection to de true vine
Yuh nuh notice how me lyrics dem craftly design
A shame hypocrite like yuh affa frontline
I'm anointed by

and where I grow up

Now Micayla Medek, she seemed like a joyful girl
Workin' hard, school and job, lovin' her fam and the world
What little I have read, it

want to find me then you'll know where I'll be
Second street and cemetery
Have you turned into stone or into a ghost? Give me a sign
All I need is

you off the streets if you let em

Lemme tell you how it be, where I be nigga
We in dese streets all day no referee nigga
All you hearing everyday is

To play a lovegame, a lovegame

Hold me and lcve me
Just wanna you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for
My heart to quit it
Let's have some fun,

[Speaking Adlib]
Yeah, DC, Stand up for your boy Ka Ree
I go by the name of Kanye Tutter
the rock is in the building
and as far as I'm concern we

a single second thought will cross your mind when you take a dive
I’m far from home
Where the streets have no names
But we passed the concrete playground

really sippin Strong
20 Bullets with no names i can put you Niggaz on
Dont be acting all that tuff lil nigga watch Your tone
20 Bullets in the clip

need it like Kanye need Jesus i need it like Kanye need Jesus
No chill cause I'm killing the game
Got bitches and labels that ask for my name
Mistreated

brutality maybe the sad demise
Getting back home safely is a blessing in disguise umm
Every 2 seconds that’s 30 people a minute
Pay attention real close

And plays him for bitch, every time he's with his click
He saw him up the streets, through the jeep passenger door
Looking sweet three deep, by the 24 store

My homies Ride Stolos and Strikers[00:16.01]With no where to be, just a Glock and a Dream, but fuck it they pullin' all nighters[00:20.39]And that

Where I'm from dead by 21
That was the average
I'm 28 coolin' try not
To repeat the madness
Stashed the work in my jacket
Feet was hurtin' from calice

if I'm ever coming home again
What you gonna do when the bodies pile up
Where you gonna be when no one gives a fuck
So they fool me once but no second

I'm deep in my wine bottle
cll the ladies throw your hands up
I'm deeper in Hennessy 
Where my niggas at one time
This Jack has it out for me
With

it from hell and back
Hated on
Debated on but they ain't stating facts
Name smeared no pap, So I speak for the traps
This is deeper than rap
I am

down like what nigga, YO!
That's all it takes and it's like, HERE WE GO!
Thorough type niggaz that control the streets
Rollin deep, holdin heat, don't

battle-axe or spear or tommy gun

You wouldn't know me in the street
I'm just an ordinary guy
Wouldn't give me a second glance
You'd just, pass on by, pass

hold your peace.
Don’t get no sleep.
Cause every second I waste, that could be money.
Money, I can earn.
Money, can spend.
On a pad or pen.
Money, I can

think I’ll eat that second Percocet
As a matter of fact, kick every hoe out that ain’t shaking ass 
And if she claim she got a n****, ask lil mama where

Don't Even Try It

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Rock the House

1987

nope I ain't with it
They'll push me on the street and say
(yo Jeff how bout a ticket man)
To your very next show
But I say no
And I tell them where

up and you get popped ant gonna be no second chances
Do filled and get filled, so take it like a man and
Waht you gon' do when the tables turn nigga

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

up and you get popped ant gonna be no second chances
Do filled and get filled, so take it like a man and
What you gon' do when the tables turn nigga

out
You dropped my heart, ooh
So where's the love in that?
And it's the last time that you'll hear your name come out my mouth

No love lost for ya