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Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
for you all of the time

Listen to the music on the radio
Top forty hits of yesterday
(I love you)
Leavin' on a Jet Plane
Blowin' in the Wind
The Silly
mine
Spit lines, hot like lava this time
I don't got a sitcom to bother with
Or a time conflict with my sci-fi hits
I'm contemplating each
know there's a bad side to the power of the chain
I know I'll be going back in time once again

It was only the 1st of may, thunder rolling by
Shout out your name
You gotta come up
With better ways
Than that
To catch your fame
Only pressure you applying
Is time to ease off
Before I hit you
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)

Yes,
to another extreme
And hit of you motherfuckers
With a strike of disaster
I bring on to you once again
The eighth wonder of the world
My nigga
Busta
[Chorus] 
(I'm comin'.) 
How ya comin', baby? 
(I'm comin'.) 
This is how I'm comin'. 

The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
happen, make it happen
Go hit me one more time, c'mon Cee warm it up
Yeah that sounds funky!
I, I mean like extra crazy stupid def!
Hit some of them
a party goin on) 



[Vinnie] 

Once again  it's on  it's been awhile since you heard the style 

Yes it took a little time but now we worth your
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit
the real
It ain't like a third time fella's appeal
'Til the GOD scolds him and tells him to deal
I'll allow you to write, maybe allow you to bite
If
Sarah Marshall
Oh my bad, slut
And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit
Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker
[Paris]
I'm 28 and I've been in the game since '86
World tours, cash money, and hella hits
Done seen these rap stars disappear like civil rights
And go from
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does
of people
Judging what's real hip-hop
Half the time you be them niggas
Who's f***ing album flop
(You know)
Boat done sank and
It ain't left the dock
fronting mc, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can?t rap
I said it before, I?ll say it again
You don?t belive me, ask your fans
When I
fronting MC, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can't rap
I said it before, I'll say it again
You don't belive me, ask your fans

When I
to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose
Four albums deep as a quester but still we payin' dues
So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself
The fact the only way a brother can survive the game
The block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't
The fact the only way a brother can survive the game
The block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't
to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose
Four albums deep as a Quester but still we payin' dues
So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself