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Yeah
Let's take em back
This time it's personal
Uh

I still miss you by my side when we was waking up
I know it's hurting you inside when you was

Go against me and that's word to my lil bro you can hold that
Please don't get it twisted I ain't stalling
Going through the motions but I'm all in
DND

See that new coupe parking
We don't do too much talking
Hey hey hey moon walker
Michael Jackson glove on
I use it when that tool popping
Hey hey hey

impression in every instance
Baby girl lets just go the distance
Ride the rhythm
I don't really mind all the disagreements
Just as long as we keep the vision

perfect
And if I don't, I might go into a recursion
I think everyone got a little bit of circus
But some of y'all are clowns
Can't relate to such a person
I

Shut the Eff Up! (Hoe)

MC Lyte

Eyes on This

1989

(I think it's time I start feeling bitchy
	I've been too nice too long
	Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty)  --> Millie Jackson

	(Gon' be some

sounding like doggie whistle (Uh)
In the back of the whip, I'm just writing bars for my next single
Ladies in line waiting for my show, I'm 'bouta go Sicko

The Crown

Ja Rule

Live!

2010

nuthin' happened
Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'

Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware of your actions
'Cause you don't want

This one's a personal
Yeah, I'm smoking by myself
Yeah, I'm smoking by myself
Yeah, I'm smoking by my fucking lonely

Percy Jackson got

on beats
I swear, you got to watch all your homies cos really my nigga, there aint no love in these Streets
I done seen too many niggas go by cos they

Sunshine

Birdman

Rich Gang [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

[Chorus]
I just know, I just know
I just know, I just know
That every day is sunshine
Can't go wrong, can't go wrong
Can't go wrong, can't go

been the type to use the money by myself so 
Tell my little homie he dream on now
Go into the city put my team on now
Money is the root of evil I never

don't need oxygen and that's not a joke

Floating deep in space moonwalking like Jackson
Let go of all this weight like I'm sitting back relaxing
Still, I

Jackson with the action when i slide. 

I Don't need a light. (Nope)
Dark melanin I'm camouflaging in the night. (Alright)
Nine o clock, on a different type

had a Honda
My bitch bad like Ronda
I wish a nigga would like Wanda
Dark times really spawned her

Living legend with a Smith & Wesson
Go play in

on go because this year a bop (brr)
I got boo stamps 'cause he always complainin'
He don't eat enough of that pussy, you playin'
You better be careful

voice notes see I don't do typing
We talk it out with G's say no need for fighting
Two years went by straight, flat babu music
I thought if I went that

I might pay her rent
.308's lil bucko strap that fucker up with the bayonet
Don't book me on your show as an opener
I go way harder than the main

Ms. Jackson

Unwrapped

Hidden Beach Recordings Presents: Unwrapped, Vol. 1

2001

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.

too private (ow)
My flight too private, my show's so riot
My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city to the fall
Then it's time for me to fly her
I

They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never

patiently waitin up
For God to tell me to go
Me screamin I'm me
Y'all tired a hearin
I know
But that bullshit rappin
That I've been hearin
Is gettin old

I

Hit me up
Any time of day
We could go to the mall or to Santa Fe
Doesn't matter anywhere that you want
Don't speak just think I can see what you're

like I'm Dexter, Yeah I got a fucking new Glock
I don't do drive by's I walk up and I go Pap, Pap

Smokin' a dead opp, that shit got me coughin'
Just