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behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash

Children's Story

Slick Rick

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 3

1997

behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash

Jason Statham enemies get scattered mess in my zone and I have you shattered guns and glories would be chanted
So many but lazy rappers all you know is

a normal eye contact 
Personal glory - no, that is just a «story»
Need a Social Media Detox 
Stop Scrolling 

Stop Scrolling 

Wherever you go
You put

true emotions
The blood is on your hands
From slicing your guts open by evil demands
The fool who was hanging from a tree had no friends
Maybe that's why

hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!

Angel of Music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory

Angel of Music
Hide no longer

of thinking
I'm grinding every day so there's no way that I won't make it

Cold sweats
Yeah I get it often
Tryna be the fucking best
Is what we all be after

Ghost filled
It ain't the time to play around with how you feel
Pray in the spirit by way of the Father's will
God is still God no matter what you feel

and time again, a repeating story
Let me tell my story, stop trying to take the glory
It's messed up cause that's the only way you go support me
If I had

My Buddy

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

He's the DJ, I'm the Rapper

1988

us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven

let me be
There are some things that I can’t change
Say my name
This demon that I keep
In a jar by the door is dancing
I’ll hurt him and he knows
I’ll

my path, my story, grab a seat, grab a drink, this is going to be a ride, I hope you enjoy em niggas

Yeah

Yeah

[Verse 1]
Introduce you to this beat

See my sin it is rolled away
And I rise with Jesus
I will rise with Jesus
Shall we continue in sin
By no means
Shall we continue in sin
By no means

the last rites
Old glory
No glory
Im a dead man reborn
Living blind in a blindfold
Look at me, im the reason for your pain, hurt, ache, sting, chronic

I want the glory, want niggas telling my story like Goldilocks eating that pourage
I been under nourished
The game got a little red hood
Nigga I came

is real wit no funds ain no options
Brains clouded body malfunction 
From the toxins 
Haters say it's traveling they babbling Allure of the game money

A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I

me what genre is this disease

Eight billion proud all sing aloud
Through better and worse, no choice, one
Voices sing along

In a hundred years will

us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven

Tonight, the stage is set,
A circled cage for the main event.
Two opponents with the same vision,
A win by knockout or by submission
Flying kicks,

Zig Zag Stories

Vanilla Ice

Hard to Swallow

1998

mary jane
Ain't no shame in my game, Down to do anything
Took me by the hand, Ask me if i'd like to fly
You know I like to fly

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Now

to decide

the perfect move to write again our story, nothing matters but glory.

Time means nothing to me!

START ANOTHER ROUND,
ROLL ANOTHER DICE:
TIME IS

there
Showing me how much that they care
To get my glories of yesteryears
With the help of Allah whom they fear
But I’m still gonna yell
What happened

breathing
Where you fall is where you stay be it virtue or vice
Take a seat and place your bet
You got no cash that's alright
This ain't a standard playing