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Niggas Want That King Kong
I Got That Ape Shit
Ya Know I Keep That Thing On
So Don't Be Basic
Rumble In The Jungle 
Like something fresh out

steelhead
Taos's wedding
River side of the levy
In the Glen
Where the river go bend
I.D.O.C. Only reason
I finished school
Cultivated by time cuts
Time I

York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids

me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now hahahahaha, we gon' see

집어치고
댐벼 다이다이깨자 do or die
street, born to be blue print's magazine
내 출신을 의심해 쟤들은 아직까지
아직도 내가 말랑해 보여 mofuckers
내 등엔 여러가지 고민들이 가득하지
man im fucked up, I Do

put you through
Girl I know you ain’t basic

I know you weap 
I know you hearing 
The beep
Looking at me
Hoping I’ll sleep
I just been chasin the green

elete koni pe teè
Ofe popular biti vybzkatel
Nah my own time go tell
Sheybi nah you sabi pass wa Burst lori mic
Nah street brand us teh teh like Nike
E no

Get in my mood cut off the world a lot of shit be on my mind
Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by
I don't trust a bitch they'll

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

County Jail

Project Pat

Layin' da Smack Down

2002

(Chorus)
I don't want to go to county jail no more more more
Its a big fat policeman at my door door door
He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay

Show Me Love

Slim Thug

I Represent This, Pt. 2

2009

the streets
I'm a beast, hit the jury man with my peeps
Big hundred carrot badge, I'm the captain of the streets
Roll deep like police, blue boys got it lock

throwing ones by the hunnits (Big)
When you runnin up that sack you bet not fumble (Uhh uhh)
They tell me remain humble when you make it out that jungle

the change, or let it stay the same, wake up
Watch the demonstration like a street magician
David Blaine in this game, I’m a different musician
Don’t you cross

a bathsheet
With my sharp teeth
It's Healms Deep on Elm Street
Now ya can't sleep
Fuck the numbers I paint by sound
N let the art speak
17 stories high still

nigga gimme that
I just did a magic trick, Houdini turned nun to a stack
They probably won't run into me, they ain't where no money at
The streets crazy,

when they winning it's they time to make it
Real ones never ever have no time to fake it
Show em you not regular don't ever show no sign of basic
Al was

the poupon
They want me to jump the loop on
So I hooped on
Ima do all by myself
From the beat to the eq to the street
Not that I'm opposed to help
But they

I got a whole lot of work 
Weight the shit out and bag it 
Im feeling like im frank lucas the way that i serve the blue magic 

Like I'm young dro

10 Million Ways

Mack 10

Mack 10

1995

it can't deny it in the tiots was a looter
Used to hang with drive by shooters, stick 'em up for Honda scooters
Never was a scholar, make you throw

on the blues
Put your hands up for our women that be braver than the truth 

(If the world was run by women, the world would be in a better place) 

Love all our

Slow Loud And Bangin
And you'll be in the dust

It's a known fact I
Got a mouthpiece contaminated
Niggas hate it knowing they can't fade it
Innovated by

blue
They playing golf in the streets putting a hole in one
Some man Don't raise kids but they raise the gun
In my head you should see all the things

You see I knew me in the past life with Jerry curl lox
Walking down the street and bopping to my boombox
Playing up my mixtape making sure my music

Everyday

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

tell me who in this (who in this)
You in this (you in this)
M.O.P., we ruin this, doin this
BACK, one mo` gen (THAT`S RIGHT)
And the, streets is back