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me meet 'em

Maria, she's full of grace, travelin' out the state
Matter fact the country, balloons while I float away
Powder in her nose, ain't no

We held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em, well

We fired our guns and the British

Catwalk V-O-G-U-E

Monrose

Ladylike

Meet me at the catwalk
Ah, ah, ah

In the dressing room getting ready to go
Mascara, lipstick, powder on the nose
Touch up my hair. Curled

Gangsta Gangsta

Trae

Life Goes On

2007

to watch my brother turn powder right into stones
But I done switched the game and put the crack in a form of a song
Now I got the hood set, doors flyin

The Honshu Underground

No Trigger

Canyoneer

Here's to the day when all the skies turned white.
Warm powder coated parking lots, familiar thoughts, most higher forms of life.
And all

I-B-N

Playa Fly

Movin' On

1998

underground
I-be	-N now hurts the town
I-be	-N the worst, and yo it hurts, but flame won't keep me down
I-be	-N the Minnie Mae
I-be	-N all in your face

Mr. Kashchei and the 13 Prostitutes

Freak Kitchen

Freak Kitchen

1998

Beelzebub"
What am I doing here?
What in the name of a Hun
Powder all around me
Smoke that makes me dizzy
Unfamiliar devices
Women smiling tempting

Lost and Turned Out

Outlawz

Neva Surrenda

2002

his finger on the trigger and let the death fly out
Some man got hit, he's layin on the pavement stiff
Blood drippin from his face and he drownin in it

Save the Trilldren

Nick Grant

Dreamin' Out Loud

2018

the flowers out the vase
You either frowning at life or smiling at your wake
Big face hundreds, I'm thinking Tyra Banks
Moving dust for the bread, who

My baby's face shines like a sun
lipstick & powder won't help her none
she's a nightcat foolin' round
she's goin' to some fast place
stays out all

control

So the blood is on your face and hands as you look the other way
and justify your plan to go on another day
with this weaponry of warfare so easy

higher
The home team Joe and Mista Malique bringin' an extra playa
to face ya, amaze ya wit the style and grace ya
Makin' ya stop to think and say...

every time I try to sing
It seizes up and then my lungs begin to sting

Only time will tell
Only time will tell

Is it written all over my face? Should I

Nerdy
He a snake and I clock that shit from early (from early)
You know the face of a coward niggas blurry
He was fam so we dealt with that

telling me and mommy not to move
Used to turn one into two
A thousand used to be my reup, spent a thousand on some shoes
Hide my face and leave my phone

racing, spilled this beat out the bag
Grew the flower, killed the weed
Blew the powder
Grew my power with the will of my speech
My oxygen and weed smoke

with they
Fucking face in the creek faggot

There's something 'bout the way we rock
That got the crowd going wild every time
We come and blow the spot

I'm Sean Diddy or maybe Sean Carter
I rhyme harder explosive like I'm gun powder
I'm killing the beat tell the producer to make the drums louder
They

opposition
Got my spot clickin' buy a load so poppy
Dropped the ticket
Pay for the demonstration
Show you how to flip it
Drug gymnast, mixin' powder like

us, flowing like a river downward
Stayin' stiff and rigid under pressure, crush you into powder
Pick petals from your flowers, oh, you love me, oh,

My hood symphony, let's make a musical
Ya haters is nothing but spectators
Just the usual
I hold the mic gun powder on the cubicles
Let off couple

Smokin' just stayin' focused screamin'
Live long and prosper
It's respect, money and power
I make money off of powder
Swim in riches now my hater's face

taught how to flex
Get your whole face hit
A nigga talk out his neck
Run with killers and robbers
Specialize in narcotics
We dealers, y'all scammers, we

faces at the bottom of the well
We been through hell
Still see eternal life Henrietta Lacks cells
Uncle Tom's been corrupting the biz
And that's word