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Got my toe up ona line crunch time
Know you heard I be swerving it
Like a NASCAR boy I be working it
Serena Williams with the racket I be serving it

that you right
I’m not here to fight
I’m here to do what’s right

Got the speed like a fiend 
yeah this ain’t what you want 
Yeah this is what you need

With lyrics so hard I even
Make Mystikal say "danger"
And right here's an MC that you should fear
Underground like snuff films
Throwing 'bows like

to do what’s right
Got the speed like a fiend
Yeah, this ain’t what you want
Yeah this is what you need
WA.IV is here
I dissed a peer?
You disappear
I am

need yo money
'Cause I'm hungry for that greatness
And to me this shit ain't funny
Like ha ha ha
You sound like blah blah blah
But I don't wanna hear it

The Grand Finalé

The D.O.C.

No One Can Do It Better

1989

scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so

Restless nights,

thinking of you,

let my troubles in the past

all I need is give and take,

'cause love ain't so easy to find..



You've got emotion

these lyrics? I'm flopping
Whip out a belt 'cause your kid need a popping
Danielle Bregoli? You know I'm hitting
Maybe WoahVicky too, nigga just kidding

Bad Newz Travels Fast

DJ Pooh

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

the world I'm a stay on the grind 

Sky high feelin' fine in this west sunshine 

I'm a rhyme all about my chips I ain't lyin' 

I got my foot

down to no nigga
I keep it a hundred head to my toes cause
I got everything I, ahem, kneed, Derrick Rose aye
Small talk no hable, everything I do grande

Born to Roll

Masta Ace

Sittin' on Chrome

1995

a grande yeah he got it goin on
But I think I better school him cause he don't know the time
So I'm turnin up the boom cause he cannot mess with mine

See Freddie Foxxx ain't wit that
My shit is hotter than cayenne pepper, the mic wrecker
The lethal weapon, I keep you high steppin'
It's not my fault

Bumpy Bring It Home

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

See Freddie Foxxx ain't wit that
My shit is hotter than cayenne pepper, the mic wrecker
The lethal weapon, I keep you high steppin'
It's not my fault

the muthafucking face like a surgeon

It ain't no excuse for the torture delivering

Don't say that I scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering



Lyrics label wit

Born to Roll

Masta Ace

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

a grande yeah he got it goin on
But I think I better school him cause he don't know the time
So I'm turnin up the boom cause he cannot mess with mine

'm the 5k
Better regoinze speaking the truth
Got the proof lyrics is type
Brain so hype feel all grandes
To blow up in buncha dominate
I'm a worthless piece

to sleep
I'm putting it all on my back
And lift it with fifty plus on the scale
Yo I'm a prevail
Ain't a question of if (Okay)
'Cause you laid out

You know I'm back-back-backity-back
I've told you many times before, but now I state it a fact
I've got an empty wall to fill, I'm 'bout to fill it

plata
I got bitches full of hate
When I pull up con el plomo
All these bozos duckin' meh
And every nigga wanna fuck
But ain't got money on the sheet
Fuck

wop wop wop
Wrote a new song? im on the top
Blast this shit in the new drop top
Got it on repeat, yea thats nonstop
Gettem all wet, you gonna need a mop

been on tha gas
Like I lapped em in a race
Beats been out here knockin
Must had slapped em in tha face
You shouldn't have to ask
If why he got it on his

Get my tree in bulk
And I ain't talking weed no
20 hundred stacking up my great yeah
BD I'm the fucking MVP yeah
I see why I got these bitches frost bit

'm the one with the lyrics, you should retire
I'm not gon' stop, so if you hatin
I don't care, I ain't got time for all the fakin
I'm the person, you can't

hago en mi lado
Que llaman Houston Texas
This what happen when you put a Mexican, an American
All mixed in a session
And yea I got the cake, I be