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to sleep on
Swear you not gon want hit snooze
I been beating up the rap game
Shit I might just leave a bruise
OTS about the business
It's been dollar signs

motherfucking gifted
But y'all are blind as can be
The power is about to be shifted
So now y'all are listening to your king
I'd rather drop a bar on a song than

No freeway , take the back road
Why you hating, homie? I did what you asked for
Made a couple hits, now I got some plaques for
My future fam, cause

away
Now isn’t this fun? 
You’ll play the king, I’ll play the pawn
I tried, I failed, I lept, I fell
But keep on laughing, LOL
(Keep on laughing, LOL)

the king
I swing, til my fists
Are just pendulums
Hits I take a bout a million
And one
Put my stamp on it
Like an emblem
There ain't shit wrong with my

And the hits, just keep on coming!
How you gon' call me a bottom when I'm atop the mountain?
I leave no L's in my past, so if you lost I found 'em

put the P on that hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now tell the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree

My President

Nas

The Recession [Clean]

2008

Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you

Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth

Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still

Bad lil bitch up in this club
Purple stuff all in her cup
Got me stuck like lighting struck
Turn me on just by her touch
Bad lil bitch up in this

Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,

list in order
This the album of the year by a long shot
Barkin' got your dog dropped
Please don't tamper with my bucks, Mike Alstott
I don't care

the vision 
They just want me singing, yeah, now they fuckin' with it 
Gimme fans, gimme racks, gimme that, that 
Make a hit, tag your friends, make 'em dance,

What they talking about in them barbershops huh
Who the king who not the king
Yeah I know how the conversation go
See this is how it's supposed ta

From the South

Lil' Flip

Tippin' Down

2005

[Chorus: x4]
From the South
I got the diamonds in my mouth

Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto
Holding the rap game, like wood grain

Notice I ain’t even Danny Phantom
But I want my album looking like his head and going platinum
I had to think about trying to hit my only dad up
Then I

with God
Killed my pride, picked up my cross
Cast my cares on the one true king
Peace of God inside when I speak my peace
And it ain’t all me only by His

good, really good timing
Feeling like I got struct by lighting
This is so good, this is so enticing

I came to switch, came to switch up the flow
Naw you

on Calеdonia Road
A couple factory gigs, split between the folks
Kept us all afloat
Hearts still full of hope
By '89 suburban dreams was being bought
So we

I know you a real one ?
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling

how that story ends
This story ends will tell you how the story ends
You fuckin' with the king of the punchline
I'm fuckin' with your food in

Intro

Fat Joe

Jealous Ones Still Envy (J.O.S.E.)

2001

[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day

Intro

Sheek Louch

After Taxes

2005

[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day

that royalty line 
Wrote a album full of loyalty lines, I gets mine 

Heaven rock with me, holler up to Pop, don’t stop with me
Hit the block, sure shot,