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to go to The bank
I see them, pulling up south thinking They got a shot
Just don't be late they'll be caught by The cops
And, throwing up rocks, thinking

to hang with the guys
I rise from the dead another year's gone by
New girls cause the old girl's gone bye bye
I didn't get a text from my ex all night
What

on a prophetic note
I'm gon' build this brick by brick
And my crib gon' be 'bout high as these niggas smokin' that medical
My success is not hypothetical
My (Uh)

Boutta medicate, gotta better way
To play with all my victims
Pick ‘em up, and hit ‘em with another bar
cnd they addicted, damn

What the hell do I know?

only trying to hit
Barry Bonds as well
But I'm a different kind of
Guy we all got wings he a bug, I'm a bird
That's a different kind of fly
I'm looking

The conquest is a hottie
There was one particular instance where
They needed my help a princess was in peril
People plauged by the Palp'
Eliminate a general

of Heat
That's my favorite dish
And my name ain't Mr hanky but
You know that I'm the shit
With a rock that's cocaine
Never us so she hang with broke lames

Before you dissed me
Cause I look so hot, no I can't resist me
You already lost this spot, Your history
Time for you to rock, your misery!

Baby I'm done

Why the fuck you let me live
Who am I to thank you
Driving to the bank I get a call and what I'm thinking
Prolly just another fucking argument awaiting

rock the bells, never stale
Combo the technique and seek to freak the beat
Unique, truly elite, competition's obsolete
You mad weak step it up or get

Against the church of Christ 
The gates of hell will never prevail
It's founded on the Rock and the gospel never stops
So we droppin' the topic whether

money on my Mind, shawty wanna
Kick it, I ain't even got the time, gotta Kick rocks shit, a nigga serve a dime, Gotta
Be a boss just to free up all my

the past tense
Same hours as clubs
She only comin' by if it's past ten
And she got many fuckin' guy friends
And I got many fuckin' girlfriends
But I've been

One look up at the rafters
Above Boston Garden tells
The whole story celtics pride
It's all right there

Here's another one, for the fiends to smoke

You’re probably ready for
Another whack entry, well think again
Bitch, I be sicker than getting my
Syphilis from a little kid sibling
Hence, I’m also

store where over coffee I wrote down this rag

I spied a cute girl and her dog
But before I could get up the courage
Another guy sat down to chat

Now

Murdergram (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version]

Murder Inc

Streets Is Watching

1998

ass
J to the A Y to the drive by to your hood
Screamin' bye-bye to you, Why would you fuck with me?

Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas

Rock of Ages

Free Kitten

Nice Ass

1995

so much soul
You brought about another tour
Don't forget your four by four

Can't buy yr Miss Right
Many girls will spend the night
Stop thinkin'

Cause they gon' find a better
Guy and act funny, Stealth
That's why I got it popping
Like a hundred rounds
And any girl I get I don't
Know how to love 'em

Virtuoso I rock the planet
Like the Mars Rover
Slash your body, turn it to a scar sculpture
Brimstone bar sofa
Syllables, unkillable carcass, flow

Who is this I see sneaking up on me 
Maybe its the man came here to change my plans 
Conspiracies are really theories 
Made up by a master of plans

in the rain
Maybe I'm crazy
Sitting around and being swallowed up by all your needs and worries
While you ring up another one
An addict, you're

to rock your fellas like Jay-Z
I peep game, I'm seein' these niggas roleplay
I jack son like Michael, Reggie or O'Shea
I olé then I'm in the Bronco like O.J

and lies
But however against the weather
You gon always be mine
And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self