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for anything, that's not what I'm on
High school, I had my own spot
I'm on my shit, I'm not a bitch by a long shot
Pops led by example and I was right

One on One

Christi Warner

I Found My Rhythm

2008

Intro:

One on one, One on one
Tell him, tell him girl? One on one
Yeah it?s one of those
Hello! what were you thinking?
Yeah! I?m glad I woke up

Neighborhood nigga never catch me out of bounds
I get y'all off, I spot a opp and then I lay him down
Pull these cuffs up in this paper gear, it's time to ride

got bag ain't got job ain't got a life on my own
Who is am I to say shit bot a man making mils on his own
Just saying man he couldn't spot the talent

to replace her
Like fuck a paycheck make band in a day 
I got my foot on they neck till it break 
Up in yo crib like OPEN THE SAFE 
By 2020 I'll have me

sure what we have's gon last

Verse 1:
This ain't no sermon, this ain't lecture I'm not at the podium uh
We way past flirting, preventing the hurting by

own potential
That lies in bed with dread
Sinking heavy into our promised days
But we’re just not quite there yet
Pillowed by ideas of who we could be -

the right spot
Than lead role the story of a guy struck
By unholy folly of his tight squad
Tryna fold his glory cut his life short
I flow this solely

to breathe can I pipe down,
Like I got a baddie in the spot, with a fattie
Hella thick and she love to call me daddy 
Can I digress
News full of bull shit can

about ninety six
Im not a rapper by the way/
I'ma word smith
Refined poetic/
Never say bitch
Fuck you bitch!

I came to this spot
With every intention

they back
You know I grip on this MAC
And I heard what you said
We spot a nigga, he's dead
And I point it at his head
I bet his shit is gon' splat,

sure what we have's gon last

Verse 1:
This ain't no sermon, this ain't lecture I'm not at the podium uh
We way past flirting, preventing the hurting by

bros got
Up in Beantown that's my home spot
Call it me town cause it's on lock yeah
uh
Same shit
My flame lit
I met this lil M.I.T girl out in Cambridge

into your eyes now
I can change your lifestyle
Let's go to the Moon
But Don't say that you love me
Show me what you mean by love
If I tell you where

’ve been brash
Heart broken by a few girls lotta ass
My tinder spot is set for Pasadena and I mean it
Cause out in Joburg the girls are cold mean demeanors

Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said

Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I cant get by with my 9
And I cant provide the right type

I'll Be

The Pioneer Creek Gang

#1 Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2

1998

a trucker
let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mil's I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not inexpensive DVS
To the two,

with me 28 was on that snake shit
Envy in they face when reminisce And I hate it
Thought he deserved my spot but couldn't take it
can't stoop down

bend a knee
I might touch it in the spot
If that's her fantasy
I ten command them wicked
She like it B I G
Jah bless who liveth
Who live it rite by me

giving me no play, so hey I guess I gotta change

The range of my past is replaced by my acts
Pass that, I'm a lyrical acrobat
Somewhere in between, too

(Intro) (Eto)

Change in behavior
Changing the strategy
Make the wrong choice you get the right answer
Willie what's the word brozay? 
It's only one

the pot
Cause I'm taking your spot
Eres frio
You ain't never been hot
My flow and lyrics, got you beat
When my album drop you'll be obsolete
If you not

aye (wala, yea yea wala)

Introduce 'em to the Bunsen burner I could never mix it up wit fuck niggas
Doctor Frankenstein, choppin' quarters who can spot