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bin all das, was du dich nicht traust zu sein
Und wir könn' zusamm' kein Geld verdien', dann hauste rein
Ich trag' die Nike Air Uniform, Cordon Sport

Bitches got me in Breech
Come get your wifey “cause “
She on my body like a flee

(Hook)

Treat it like sport —
Going Pro, we in the league
Don't

watchin the fall of man

No teacher's books, no sexual looks, no songs with hooks or gourmet cooks
No more sports teams, fantasy leagues, pop scenes

they buy it
If I shoot I score, if I'm lying may I die on court
And when I crossover, I'll come back playing another sport
This sounds like fantasy, but

I don’t know you know
It’s just  it’s just missing something you know
I just wouldn’t be the same
It wouldn't be the same without
IV League papa

I hang wit niggas who bag like a sport and they bound for the league is you kiddin me
And I'm like a bitch who way outta yuh league swear to god ain't

three, and they pine green
Not in my league, behind me, they can't get by me
Run it they ain't catching me, I'm in first they after me
Told my gang we got

U-Dubb but ain't
Make no profit back
To make ya pockets fat you had to
Leave that league and rock wit' Smack
It's obvious who make the hotter tracks
Yo

content

Because everybody was absent
Rapping with my accent
When I needed an anthem
"School Hours" to honor them

Sport athlete with a good rhythm
Telling

camera action
OK media house.. yeah 
They takin pics of Windy Citiness
Play hard go hard 
But never give up 
top flight sports y'all 
The planes wheels up

lurking
I got my own way to surf kid, don't play me, my actions taking care of firm biz, I learn quick
Now I'm heating up just like your furnace, balled in

Push Up Ya Lighter

The Roots

The Best of the Roots

2006

think that killing's living real 
Shorty's is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it 
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded 
I

Push up Ya Lighter

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I pivot through my borough givin' pounds

take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I

touchless transactions
Euclid  fantasies
No traction or action
It's on you for the satisfaction
You like this it's pure attraction
Bikinis and electronic

But this girl is out of your league
In fact she's playing a different sport
And you can't even get a ticket to the game
Maybe try online dating?
Tinder,

Yeah

Hey yo it's the aggressor with the
Nickle plated pressure
Hit you hard like London Fletcher
Leave you sleeping on the stretcher
Action Osama

they're talkin' about
You can look no further cause it's gonna be me
I'll be the number one pick in your fantasy league
I wanna be the man but you can call

smell like ballsacks and nachos
I work. While you and your boyfriend Steve
Drink and play sports in a Fantasy League
You're as sharp as a stick, that I

could walk)
Put $5 down for a large payout, like 2.5 when it hits
All I need now is
8 overtimes in this Nevada State little league pickup game, but I

know that ballin is my sport
I was league bound even though a n**** short
Now I put givenchy on my shirt and on my shorts
I was 21 when I hopped inside

Kreep

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

is how they want to be treated they nosy too
Should I just slap em like Scherazade told me to
You just a tease and you play like I'm not in your league

expiration dates

If you ain't fucking with my team 
You ain't fucking with me 
All my niggas real beasts 
We the all star team 
Fantasy league No bench 
But

to the core (Aye)
I praise the Lord
This is not a chore
I rap for sport (True)
But don't keep score
I just want awards
I’m feeling like the MVP of my league