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python by colored lips
Posting my bubblegum on Facebook chicalet
Little red rides me so good 
Wolf of Wall Street in my hood
The axiom say platinum but

and hip hop my bitch look like something from fable
Tat a f on you so I know it's real
Never got a win you 0-10 I don't know owen still

a college girls debt
without a fret imma bet I got you hooked by the intro 
sweating through a grey shirt in the Glenrock heat on my beat up nikes
i think

As a fresh-faced youth, I introduce, you to Cheshire’s ugly son 
A run-down sleepy town found in northern England’s where I’m from 
Located upon

You look good and sweet, baby I want all ya snacks
Too much of it might give a nigga a heart attack
All of the cake might be hard to grasp
I still

And the paint be Red but then you want your canvas green
Yeah
Unbelievable
Came a long way on my freestanding fortitude
Fortified by the pain
Never tell me what

Nothing Lasts Forever

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

A lot of times it seems like, you ain't gon' make it where you want to be in life
But, yo if you got a plan, believe me you gon' get there
You gon'

a little in the baggie
And a little in the purse
And my right back pocket
And the bra under my shirt
I don't look at it that's money I deserve
Excuse me sir,

shoutout KingsK
In the end, gotta remind the people that Jesus is King...
Ye!
Okay, now, if you didn't catch it
I gave you some input on my favorite artists

And the papers
Are trying to pin it all on them
And it's brought to you by me and them

Lepers lean on books of standards
Waving their canes at the hand out

a boat, and I don't even know how to drive it
But it's all gravy, I just coast on autopilot
I'm on another coast, you ain't even in my time zone
By

niggas laying down and y'all ears out here in these streets
I guess you took it literal
Guess the only code you live by's forget-it-code
Uh, if I should

Oh yeah, I'm talking birds dawg, call some birds up, good call
Grinding with my shirt off I don't work out, I just work hard
Know you hear them birds

head bust
The mustard in a good friend
So I don’t trust it look at my mom
Lady Gaga’s cameltoe I wanna put
My mouth on slow, i wanna suck that out
Mama

in red, you look swell in black
Like an angel in white, you look beautiful in blue
And I swear the way you're lookin' right there
Right there by my

Get Right

Busta Rhymes

Streetsweepers: The Boyz in the Hood

the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling

Nigga but you didn’t execute
Survivals my only hope success
Is the best revenge
He always there by my side
Ben Franklins my only friend
The hundreds

to leave)
I got to have it, yeah, I made it
I'm addicted, damn, I'm faded, faded
('Cause once you cave in, you don't want to leave) alright, look

You

Guitar Playin'

King Tee

Ruff Rhymes: Greatest Hits Collection

1998

another instrument to flaunt in your face
It's not a flute or a trumpet, don't beef 'cause you love it
A funky guitar rhythm that Pooh sampled and cut it

call shots homie and I
Don’t even run the hood
Think I was put on, I ain’t even from no hood
Gangbanger don’t bang
My gun do the same thing
Look good in

made isn't it? 
Look at it in a different way then it fits 
but i'm one who sees doubt in the benifit 
Only one way to fall when you're Icarus 
So many

made isn't it? 
Look at it in a different way then it fits 
but i'm one who sees doubt in the benifit 
Only one way to fall when you're Icarus 
So many

and playing for keeps

Tag, you're it! It's a competition
No whining and kicking
Don't believe me? Pinch your fingers, and then, snap!
you're in my position

So

I'm on the grind
U thinkin back to a dark place
I'm in a different time
Just living day by day
Praying for good ways
Prepare for harsh hate

All you see