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controversial yeah I guess why the radio ain't played me yet
Take a breath inhale that kushy pack into my chest
Keep it moving I cannot rest
Give my best nothing

You Know My Steez

Gang Starr

Full Clip: A Decade of Gang Starr

1999

character strapped with the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone

lenses
Black and brown Fendi stitching
Baby I run the world
Need someone to share it with
But your love was counterfeit
Nigga had to get over it
And then I

triggered
Guess that's just the come up
Too much heat chris brown and gunna
I'm feeling on top, but they want me under
Run up on me
I got plenty guys
They

if she act up
Brown pop, poured a two deuce now it's blacked up
Big body Benz, give 'em hell if I'm gassed up
Double R, I ain't really rich yet
We them

All these bitches off the wall (Ya know?)
Chris Brown shit got'm from wall to wall (I'm tryna fuck sumn off the internet tonight)
Beat that pussy up

Hood I Know

Sparks

State Property

2001

the boat ain't make it across
And we ain't got no coke in the hood
That's where rap come in at, more notes in a book
Dro in the woods, Mom dukes trying

Relax

Das Racist

Relax

2011

White devils like it
I'm drinking coffee brought to me
By white devils' sidekicks
They askin' if we like to get higher
Like they hired him

down, but yet I'm still out standing tall
Must've been the Spirit in me cause I really missed the mark
Huh, I guess I'm human after all

Covered by

ain't by me no,
And then you got excuses for it
Like how you running late to work and you ain't got no job
I seen the missed calls from your man
How you

all of that now
Leaves measured, all of that now
Fam, gimme all of that
You say you ain't met your match yet
Meet me by the old Bastion
Crazy how

now I'm on to get mo
I take em down like my name Chris brown
Had em swimming in the pussy and he almost drooowned
cin't nobody finna handle me
I'm

momma but they’re just hoes my nigga. She ain’t loyal, she ain’t loyal you heard Chris Brown my nigga. She get around like a Ferris wheel she kiss girls

I know I'm missed in my hood 
Was gon' a minute, still good
Making clean money, still jugg too 
Doing all the things, you should foo
Bussing Cluubo

I'm pretty sure I've reached my limit cause i threw up and I can barely see
And by now the party's all burnt out and it's looking like time to leave

Taped under the lid, ain't sure how I missed it; 
A note on scratch paper that proved that she had her tricks 
Lipstick front and back, where she laid

single for a year
I ain't crying no more tears
Leaving Seguin in the rear
Look at me now, I'm not Chris Brown
Cause I'm making hits, the kind that makes my

no Dateline
Chris Hanson, I'm Chris handsome
Trap jumping like a new Samsung
Top down, chrome spinnin', middle finger when I'm rollin' by
Extra zooted

Glock crazy running around
With it's dick out
I am not playing, run up on me
You getting shot say I missed out
Say "What the fuck they
Talking about?",

a angel 
what igive a nigga thats a halo 
ill shoot em one time ill shoot em down
you was talking shit nigga what now 
get it poppin like chris brown 
ima

the hottest in the town Diamonds dance like Chris brown
Yeah I started from the ground
And I ain't never back throwin dirt up on my name how they do me like

hoping I don't go next
I done came a long way from playing tag in the jects
Now it's full course meals lamb steak Ruth Chris
Missed numbers I ignored leave

Bro she aint what you thot she a Thot
Bitch was cheatin red handed now She caught
Her new mans but you used to be My bro
Bro I bet by now you already

booking me yet
Man I went and got me a check
Now I can flex on my ex
Go get yo family set
These hoes ain't a general threat
Man my heart as cold as it gets