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To the syndicate place
(We cannot move on, til we've killed everyone)
Kick some more dudes
And some girls
We don't discriminate
(I'm not a sexist, but Mr X is)

I

talked you died so people got more silent
Now Mr. Wade, he know who killed lil Meek Meek
But this code of the street got him afraid to speak
Stop snitchin'

It gleams in the moonlight
And that's okay I'm on the way
It's never too late
So please don't be so down now
When things may not seem so right
Hope is

that evil man

[Mr. Sancho]
holdin the cap of my gun
surrounded by copers
I'm settin to run out
am ownin your crew with my reputation
and we leavin you

feel the arcane power
Of the demonic witching hour
Poisoning the air from sweet to sour
Killing all but a single flower
Consumed by hate
The Only way

TO GET CAUGHT UP BY SHOTTIES THERE
AN OUT IN FORDY WHERE EBONY SHE GOT KILLED
AN I BE LIKE LAYIN CAUSE IM FILLED
WIT SO MUCH ENVY GOTTA KILL A MAN IF HE

momma I keep all the receipts

Fooled by the banks, drafted in the ranks
Can't catch a break, I'm Saving Mr. Banks
To raving reviews, I'll be on the news

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

mend to-high-be-high hoodies
So show your face-a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody

beautiful to be the man

lil one that evil man

[Mr. Sancho]

holdin the cap of my gun

surrounded by copers

I'm settin to run out

am ownin your crew with

as a kite
Rapping on my door
Makes my asshole pull tight
God damn
Who can it be at this hour
Disturbing the peace
Can the knocks be any louder
Mr G
It happens

and paint pic
While I paint a pick you
Catching it?
These doubles hit
They never miss
It's no amiss
My Mrs from rib
Right by right by right by right by my hip

Yeah, man, you know I do too motherfuckin' much, I'm Mr. Go Too Far
They might try to come and supersede me after all this shit I'm talkin'
You

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade

what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,

down, I sell low for ounce
See this for adults who say where you from
If those hoes who gonna make me cum
With them fuck niggas we don't fuck around

get killed
I FaceTimed my brother that Blood me in, you see this big, 4L, on my neck
Pussy nigga had the nerve to text me back and say, "Who the fuck

are trimming the tree
They're all just so pleased
To not be imprisoned
Granny and Grandpa start to slumber
Bierce and Baldi dance a number
Mr x,

on Hammond
Organ to introduce drama into
Mr moonlight, which also, and
For the first time
Has George Harrison applying a thump
To an elderly African
Drum

to go
We could roll
They want to push up when I pull up who's up
Mr. Take the cake I apologize in advance for the spectacle I create
But it's a Saturday

4 My Niggaz

Jay-Z

The Wonderful World of Cease A Leo

1999

featuring Blake see  Jay Z  Mr. Bristal 



[Blake C] 

What you sayin'? 

Roc A Fella (uh huh) 

Gener al (uh huh) 

B.I.G. (right on)

and Mack, can I ball, but
Slim got killed and Mack behind bars
Guess you find out who they really are when you really need em
Bitch wouldn't give me mouth

Out the corner of his eye, by surprise, where I lurk
No surprise he in dirt
No surprise who I serve
Oh, today you finna learn
This that same Hellfire

Thugz Cry

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits

2004

of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame. 
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by

Ghetto Cowboy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection: Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to 
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for