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taught her
It takes a lot of water
To wash away New Orleans

Man came down from Chicago
He gonna set that levee right
He said, it needs to be at least

spray, then I swerve
Slide up for my mans?
Do I look like Durk?
He gone drop his addy, now he in the dirt
Ay, can't judge a book by its cover, see

Nature of the Threat

Ras Kass

Soul on Ice

1996

Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
And a pale man walks in the threshold

cause he be God? Oh no
G-o-d, I be not he, it's true, don't call me loco
And my man Eric the Wiz will stir the mini mix up like Coco
Cut like Michael

Yeah, I told slatt I'm finna talk some shit, man
We throwin' P's in this bitch, man
Throwin' L's in this bitch, man
And we throwin' shells in this

go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit (drank)
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift

winters in Chicago man
Fairytales was my life as a kid
Cartoons depicted life much simpler than this
So Hey
How do you explain that it's not the same
What's

or chumps don't give two fucks
If u on dummy snap my fingers now you outta luck
Cuz by then that nine thump man she always gon be tucked
Dislike the violence

must not be that much
We always got these sticks
So these switches just a plus
Before I cuss or fuss
I make a pussy bite the dust
Living in Chicago
We

Real shit tho, a lot of these niggas don't even know me man
All they know is I'm that lil' short nigga talkin' that East Side Crazy shit, you know

home
H town to A town to bay now 
Mississippi 
new orleans, dallas LA now
Milwaukee chicago VA's down
d.c cleveland we layed down real shit real shit

Looking for the way to New Orleans
Via Walt Disney World
Flying Pancm to Dixieland, trying to find my girl

Got off the plane at JFK,
I was searched by

It's hard out here
Yeah it's hard out here
Life was hard out here
In these streets out here
Chicago Streets out here
Yeah it's hard out here
Yeah

the whip, walk him down, we ain't doin' no drive-by
Glock on my hip, they go, fat, fat, I fucked his  bitch, got her callin' me papa
Old school drip, no dada

quit the band
This rock and roll is under too much control
By the rules of a man
So bye bye New York, Chicago, L.A
Austin, Philadelphia PA
I'll visit you

the same
I need to say
I'm not okay

Remember our romantic Chicago nights
Your smile outshined all the city lights
Stood by the water
Talked about life
Ran

(yeah)
Ayy, put all them hundreds in a shoebox
Put all them twenties in the bag
Ayy (Buddah Bless this beat)
Niggas can't see me, man
I know you hate

Signed by Mason, Queens domination
Green tea’s got my eyes kind of Asian
Like the bitches Dante Ross be
Tying in his basement

Hold the fuck up man (yo,

Why you in the club, talkin' shit like you ain't nervous
Scaring all the hoes man that shit ain't never worth it
Tryna have a good time, go assess

[Talib Kweli]
"There comes a time-"
Hi-Tek, who we rockin wit?
"In every young mans life when-"
That's right we rockin with the best
"He must go out

Bankhead 

I don’t shake hands,
They don’t wash hands,

Carry bad vibes,
Gotta watch them

Leave ya mans there,
He a waste man,

5’8” bih with 5 to 8

that don't mean it's over
Childhood was stained
By alcoholics that's why
I stay sober
Man life's a roller coaster
The more that I get older
I see why

treat you right girl? (Didn't I)
Didn't I give you everything? (Didn't I)
Didn't I do the best I could? (Didn't I)
I tried my best just to be a man

who abide by his plans

Extortionist have life easier than a working man
Coming home to his fam
Eating turkey ham
Just to get scammed
By Mr. big man