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You see, the zone that I'm in when
I'm writing my lyrics will make a dog bark
I'm surrounded by spirit's
And I'm in the chart for a minute
But

mix all my drinks with these damn potions
Cause out here out in these streets it ain't a lot of choices
You got a choice in this game You either prey

you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib,

Infiltrate

Trillville

The Longest Yard

2005

Bill-me Clinton (yeah)

Trillville (right) I see you sir

'Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)

Tellin y'all 'bout these muh'fuckin

Eazy
Front seat big enough to play Parcheesi
Vinyl seat, in the sun it's burnin' hot
Speakers bumpin' to Sir Mix-a-Lot
I got the fastest Camaro in

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

see, I gotta ball of lint for property
So I slip my beanie on sloppily
And promenade out to take up a collection
I got game like I read the directions

Everybody Loves a Pimp

Slim Thug

Already Platinum

2005

have a lot of bitches but he got much more from dkny to the Malibu shores I got a chick in ever city I can
Go on tour and you need a pimp in yo life that

We Know

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle

2004

know

Yo, hey baby look like you need a break tonight
Let me make it right, baby won't you stay the night
I got a lot of love as you know you're my

to take the pain away
When I'm just getting by couple
Million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like
I got a game today
And everybody ain't gon'

I got a .40
Niggas get lost in the sauce like Dori
Hop in the whip and I put it in sporty
I see these niggas watching all my stories
I play the game

it out (Yuaa)
Yea that’s True
You trust me and I trust you (Yuaa)
We gon’ ride it out
Yea that true (Yes sir)

[Verse 1]
Starring at the clock watching

smile. Got 2 poured up, and i mix it with some loud. Got 2 pulled up, with some b****** in the house and I'm, Flipping on these h***, and I bounce, I

Pull My Hair

Ying Yang Twins

The Jumpoff 21

hair
Talkin nasty to her ass while I'm pullin her hair

[Chorus (Girl)]
Now that I got you in the bed
I'm gon pull yo hair
Snatch yo ass up by

Favela Love

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

the face of an angel
Tainted by the city, you ain't from this place it'll change you
Walkin by, I thought I was sly
Offered to try, at first I thought she

truths in my roots so I could understand
Believing I could go further than, what a whole lot of others can
Responsible for my actions; no excuses nor blame

inside my head
Never knew how many times I bled
Never got an easy way, yah
Never had a piece of fame, yah


Never had an easy way
Lots of the things that I

(Complain)
That is a hoe you cannot contain
When I'm in this studio I'm spitting these flames
I'm trying to stay cool but im done with these games (Games)
Got

with your clique
Flow game crazy, I'm a lunatic
And every time I spit
I have 'em like shidd
Who That
Sir Mills, a trending topic
Ball like Lonzo
I

just friends
Its just games
In the end
Change my name
In the texts
Got a code
Word for sex
Then we meet
By her jets
I dont want your money
Just a little

a change like Obama From bringing O's in
You remember them deep dishes On sidekicks
Posses on Broadway with the side chicks
Sir Mix-A-Lot I got a pot of fix

don't got no
But they don't got no bands

But they don't got no
My hustle wasn't bad, I had that shit since I was seven
I learned a lot of shit, but baby,

potion
Way that I'm cooking this shit up the neighbours was thinking
That that nigga gotta bе doping
I got a lot of emotions try to provoke 'em
Keep it 100

Its Sir Justine World Music

Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
I no fit leave you for nobody
Just have faith in me girl I guarantee
You say me I go change when

[Nature]
Queensbridge, 41st side
Yo yo yo
I gots no birth records, no next of kin
Know a lot of mothafuckers, got no best friends
Know the weather