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right
Niggas know me as a plug that's right and I'm know for showing love oh yea
From hubbard to Coleman street 1150 be exact Pittsburgh
I got known by

Life isn't fair
Middle finger in the air
Looking at me crazy? You know its rude to stare
cnd glare at the crazy man in the street
With his flow so sweet

up on 7th street in Mansions they inherited

1800 and in step the du Ponts

Irenee du Pont was fleeing the war in France

he made the jaunt cause

School street, school street, home of the brave
Suckers actin like they want it, ends up in the grave (c'mon!)
I'm Dmx but my, name ain't Dave (uh)
Step

Swing Street

Bruce Hornsby

Hot House

1995

on a Coleman song

My friend John with a mirror and spoon
Got a belt and a mainline scene
A couple getting off in the back room
Someone's collecting money

wanna be a mom
I just might make her a mom
Beat the pussy up George Foreman
I'm flexed up every moment
XL ballin like Derrick Coleman
I already know why

A place down the street where the giants drink
Coleman's in the place to be
The wild woman come from near and far
To share in a dance that'll set 'em free

and the green and yellow store man
Trap them bitches lot down back when they was open
Say you need what meet me at the old Coleman's
My brother round da corner

Insaneology

Necro

Pre-Fix for Death

2004

the Capricorn's dick
You got pulmonary edema
You'll soon be buried like Gary Coleman's career, but your skull recovered by FEMA
Attackin' the mental, walkin'

Mm hmm, mm hmm, yeah
So funky, like a street junky
Like I said before, here we go, c'mon

For Pete's sake I break and update, wait
I radiate
A dubplate

sleeps in the woods
Gary Coleman, moonwalk on coal
You sucked Macaulay's dick and a chimp's
You sucked dick, little baby dick
Baby cock, you fucked Elton

big money on me
Now I gotta keep a gun on me
Niggas trying to run a trick play then
They gonna have to bury homie
Short barrel, Gary Coleman, 81 bullets

Jazz Thing [Video Version]

Gang Starr

Music from Mo' Better Blues

1990

To Chicago, bringin' the New Orleans groove
And when Satchmo blew, the audience knew

Basil Street blues was the whole house tune
It was music, great to dance

Mami Mary, Mary Coleman that is
I love you, rest in peace
You still here though
Word up
This goes out to you
Mary Parker, Loretta Randall
Grandfather

gone quit
Get my mic hot let me do my shit
Give me that beat and let me free my soul
Lost my heart to the streets cause the streets so cold
I want to get

No Glory

Beanie Sigel

State Property

2001

stop short like Gary Coleman
"I got more pots and strips then you..." (I make it hot)
"....niggaz won't even sell nicks to you." (not a rock)/ 
I spit

streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they

killed, streets are murder
Ninja mask, killers on bikes, get your man lift
Sock on the toe of the Bally for the gearshift
Adrenaline pump the pulse,

like everybody out here right now wanna be 'Pac
While I'm zoning, stirring the pot
I'm 'bout to go so motherfucking Lamont Coleman
This 'bout to be

지금 이 밤을 덮는 candle
you gotta know
빛나는 저 가로등마저
날 비춰줘
시원한 새벽 공기 마시며
난 walkin' in the street
조금 차분한 느낌
마저도 기분 좋은 길

moonlight vermont
나 짜여진 각본에
벗어나서 i

the way
Marquis Hill, of course, Cecile
Kamasi and Jazzmeia's ill
Stefon will thrill
Mixing the beats with artistry
Reaching the streets and bringing heat

muddy I been Dublin since the front door
South side to the ville I'm posted on Big mama front porch

Cuzo told me stay from Coleman Court you know you

tell you your shit is good
If your money long even if your dick is
Shorter than Gary Coleman she moan
Luckily that ain't the case for me
My shit is in

past we in better lanes
They said a plane came in the eighties then the streets fled with cane
The weapon bang and pause that motion
It's contact smoking