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Soul Power

Common

Electric Circus

2002

dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down

Yeah it's that T, you know I'm tal'n bout
In this bitch, for that boy Trae b day
It's going down, know I'm saying
Happy b day boy, Pee Weezy off

Chorus :

Imma rappin' to the Mood,
I'm about to move your food.
hop out the coup
you gotta shoot
I'll be rocking by the hood

Let the mood swingin

the sun then fade yeah
Hold up, I'm a fall again
Got my friends real close if I'm out, and then
They goin' save me today just like Finn and Jake
Amazing

off by saying why you turn into a fucking snitch
Out in Disneyland finna go out and I'll take yo bitch
Fucking with that hoe and you wonder why you got

can, yeah
Sure people, they fall out of love
But you gotta move on though
At some point, Enough is Enough
But I just can't hold on no more
I think that

Cause and Effect

Gang Starr

No More Mr. Nice Guy [Bonus Tracks]

1989

boy, you will get out of it
The energy released comes back, there is no doubt of it
So when you thrive to connive and contrive foolish deeds
This

compliments
Can't be one with my rockyness
Puff and mase are my kind of shit
Dog
It's either you're with boy or you're out of the pic
Just go ahead and ask bae

accept it
We be on the big class, boy big stash
You don't got the same fit, homie, big trash
Y'all got me feeling like Tekashi
Cause everything's big, when

licking it, living for the fun of it
Fuck around find out, living for the time out
Killing every minute, we winnin
Re-centered, we finna, Re-enter, like

they be loving it
Cook it up
They come again
Kill the track
And then revive it
You bet they be bumping it
I ain't break free, boy I was let loose (uh)

We can be lost for now
Or just be holding out
We can lead shadows to the stream
Led by a pilot light
Now seen through burnin' eyes
We fight to hide

ha ha ha, nasty Ludacris
On the track with it, got
Enough ammo to blow you out of proportion
And put a muthaa on his
Back wit it i'm so wrong, I'm
So

Born an Og

Ludacris

Welcome to Trill City

this... Come back wit it, ha ha ha ha, nasty Ludacris on the track with it, got enough ammo to blow you out of proportion and put a mutha****a on his back

problems and I ain't gone fall
Yeah, Papa ain't taking his meds, he was just straight off the wall
I remember them days I would ball, I remember them days I

packages
Move the shit like a laxative
Out the stack it big clap your wig
Then skate off in a silver Acc'
Flow like water out the tap, boy
I'm talkin' facts

They say apples don't fall far from the tree
I think they right
This is salty sand
Teflon is the son
The boy stay on the run
Ruin from the jump

a dangerous scheme
Lover boy eyes
A familiar smile
I loved you once before
Was blinded by the fall
You're just my alcohol
I'm letting go

Stay off his dick!

Nigga, some don't think I can flow, so here we go
To a new track, to show the wack, that I can throw
Styles that show up, I blow

they
Know they'd have to cap a victim
But their little brothers and sisters
Are missing out on dinners
They'll do whatever it takes to
Make the hunger

Mt. Olympus (Reprise) [Bonus Track]

Big K.R.I.T.

Cadillactica [Bonus Tracks]

2014

I mixed the track
I am far from wack, you a one-trick pony
I don't fall in line, I define what's rhyme
Fuck what you was thinkin', bloggers they

Mt. Olympus (Reprise) [Bonus Track]

Big K.R.I.T.

Cadillactica [Best Buy Exclusive]

2014

I mixed the track
I am far from wack, you a one-trick pony
I don't fall in line, I define what's rhyme
Fuck what you was thinkin', bloggers they

front you for that shit, don't even trip nigga
My bro got locked up by his bitch, I damn near felt bad
You'd think he did a trust fall how he fell back
No

me chulo
Step in Lakenzie from Euro
Know I hold weight like a motherfucking sumo
Know my boys gonna spazz out
All in we gon' cash out
Super hot make