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said the "Jealous Ones Still Envy"
But now I'm All The Way Up, and I'm stuck, come and get me
God Level rappin' pray you brought some wings with you
Yeah

was careless
With your feelings I was jealous

Raps stay cold just like my necklace
CREEKHEAD WAR CREEKHEAD REBELLIOUS
got my raps up better lyrics
We

The Militia

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

control"

"Hip-hop is not, what it is today.."

"It's the real... it's the (militia)"

If heads only knew how I felt about the rap game
They'd

with backpacks move
Like they try to act like they don't hear it
System bust, I don't rap freestyle no more

Stopped smokin' angel dust
I bring drama

get mad cause I'm real and they're jealous
Middle finger up how I feel when I tell this
N-I-C-K-Y plus a G is how you spell it
I got words and a torch

Boomerang

Big Punisher

Capital Punishment

1998

me
He said it's real, they jealous and tired of seeing me Willie silly
Had more to claim, niggas throwing shit in the game
Gave my wife some

jealous
I'm something they're not
It's all good, shit, I expected that
Shit, I've been 'sleep since we lifted
Off where we left at yeah, it's cool

the strippers by the pair
If her pussy classic then she might just get a pair
No time for the hating, against all my religions
Swangers when I'm skating, up in

it
Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets
O.k, I'll rap a little faster
But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor
I'm like

We Don't Give A

Fabolous

Ghetto Fabolous [Clean]

2001

could swig it
Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets
O.k, I'll rap a little faster
But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper

I'm twisting up bro, pass me the Vega
Davie Napalm, the rap game Alpha Omega
Working for mine, don't need no handouts or no favors
Promise me

the vaccine
So the government can track me
I'm running laps around the rap game
Shit look like a track meet
Someone tell the opps to at me
We get to blasting

going back I'm crashing
My death imagined
By these cells that try to lock my brain up
I've been tryna get my weight up
Shoulders blades been feeling

Comin' for Datazz

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

emcees are puns
I used to chill in Roxbury now I'm comin outta Brooklyn
Herb niggas are assed out, y'all get tooken
Or taken, and that's word to all

feed into hype or liking myself to be such
I just rap about my life, to some people that's not enough
Fuck your preconceptions, I don't wanna live inside

these bitches get jealous  

Lock up the block and i set up my shop bitch i got road rage
Meet me right down by the store and i serve u a bow dat bitch

(Oh my God what is this? And L beat?)

I'm living proof that you could do it too
By time I turned twenty-two I had an M or few
Get it had a M

When I go into the booth 
I get possessed by all the boom bap bam

Knowledge for the ones I came up with
They see my plans

We all tuned in
Fuck a rap

of the hustlers, who else gon do it?
Most niggaz is locked or in the box with embalming fluid
That's how I get it locked when I come through in the V
You rap niggaz

It's ok though I don't hold a grudge
You didn't see what I saw in me
I just wanna get my money up
Everything looks sunnier
When I'm wearing Cartier

Interfere or touchin' the sky 
All these shots up when egos collide
Ricochet man them sparks gotta fly, Aim at me, That's only fuel to the fire 
Learn by now

Purple memories don't exist to me 
Who needs friends when you got 
Plenty of frienemies? 

Real enemies, 
They jealous 
Hoes see me, start acting

memories don't exist to me
Who needs friends when you got
Plenty of frienemies
Real enemies they jealous
Hoes see me, start acting
Over-zealous
There is

second wind? Change the rap, playa
Jump off one-man-gang, I'm back, playa
Look, what you want, want? Double click pump
Ride by slumped up off homie jump