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and them anyway
They all know me in the ghetto
So im good in the projects on anyday
She fuck get passed on anyway
Her friends get smashed on anyway
Still

Drama A/T

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

yourself on your shoulders and it don't exist
Drama is being falsely accused, Drama is the latest news
Drama is what gives people clues
Drama is a tool you

From my hood to your hood, from
My block to they block
You dig what I'm sayin'
(from the projects mama)
Like everything I'm seein'
Everything I'm

I Really Want to Show You

Nas

Born Again

1999

my tools for my raw power move
Glock 19 for casket and flower moves
For chumps tryin' to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show

South
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
for chumps tryin to stop my flow
And what they don't know will

Blowin' up the Spot

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

the fuck are you anyway? 
I catch more wreck in a minute than if you rhyme for ten days 
Throw the cash in the pot 
You betta dash nigga, 'cause I'm

pry you in half
Fly through the glass as the dash gets bloody
Cass' take your last breath
Cause you gon' catch
Wreck faster than the crash test dummy

it's giving a fed
Just dropped my project, cain't say you ain't fed
Damn!
You got a problem
I am that problem
You stay with calculated moves
It ain't no

writing bars in this cubicle
Tryna find a fucking hobby
Except reversing the crucible
Got that dreamer Cudi swerve
Kia Soul and a dash
Think it's gross
Run

at the stadia

Packets straight from Moldavia
Split profits to Octavia
Project X in the kitchen
Man these woes better pitch in

I got a bag not full of blow
Not

WITHOUT YOUR TOOL 
 
DAMN
 
CHORUS 
 
LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME GIRL 
 
I NEEDED YOU DAMN
 
SUCH A MATERIAL GIRL
 
ALL YOU WANT IS THE WORLD 
 
ALL

to start a riot, bitch I'm going crazy
Don't put that tool in my hand because you know I'm brazy
I ain't really tripping, I don't know what's going on, yeah

things
Fit a grip at least 
All I ever wanted was a baddie and fifty piece
Hop inside push and do the dash 
I never the twist never key
Still could give ya

like magic
Like a Boss R3 flew international
Jealousy is real but what you think these automatics for
You out of pocket we gone blitz
Out the projects

about cash
Two seat, big dash, interior red
I just did a doughnut, intake go fast
Nigga we ridin' with tools
Smoking on backwoods
Nigga we high

money
Running outta dope money

[Verse 2]
Tool on deck, nigga, why would I lie?
Why would I die?
Weed got me coughing but why would I die?
20 racks

the niggas I won't cool wit
Nigga envy, got my semi
Let my tool kick
If he try me, issa homi
He a fool bitch
You grimey, tryna line me
Meet yo doom shit
Get

bought a Jesus piece
I forgot to pray to God, but I got this on me
I can't forget the tool, who gonna spray for me (boom, boom)
Mama said to stay safe