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'd rather suffer deep in my own silence than let them see me stressing
Mr. Fall and Get Back Up and never ask no questions
I'm Mr. go and get that bag for all

jackin', str8 jackin'
What, what 
Yall can test me but you aint getin nothin' x2

Second Verse :[Mr. Shadow]

Step a lil closer, cause I ain't scared
I

and Yoy said goodbye 
Do you remember the time I needed you but you didn't need me 
Do you the last thing I said when last seen me 

Do you remember 
Do you

with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout

and not one to cocoon away
Say Mr. Brae, Mr. Woods, I'm scared and excited to hear how you play
Make your club of Mr. Atriks and Mrs. Akey
JD don't get

talked you died so people got more silent
Now Mr. Wade, he know who killed lil Meek Meek
But this code of the street got him afraid to speak
Stop snitchin'

on to greater things
He just took me from grass and dropped me in grace
So e dey matter say
Sometimes I dey think about am say
Without Christ like I fall off
But

smoke so hoe
Please don't try to come around me ian shaking hand no more
Sliding thru the traffic lil bro riding so i call him swervo
Bitch don't fuck

The Friends of Mr. Cairo

Jon Anderson

Friends of Mr. Cairo

1981

Between the eyes

(movie like speech:)
Kasper: ha, ha, well done Mr. Cairo, and what do you have to say about that, my friend?
Spade: Allright. So

don't give f**k
All dat I got, gotta give it all dat I got, All dat I got
(Gotta Keep it Trill, Say No More)
Gotta give it all dat I got, gotta give it

By the Way

Young Jeezy

The Recession

2008

by the way
The one by the way
I ain't trippin'
I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way
The proof by the way
Mr. front up

tell them that I'm ready to rumble nigga
You see the world is a musical phenomenon
You ask Mr. Bach, Mr. Ravish Ankar
What do you mean by this music
What

right? One call my Habibis they blow you up
They know who plugged everywhere, if I want boy I obtain it
Lil goofy hoe say she a made bitch, I'm like lil

fucking with my food
I'm tryna get mine everyday on the grind
Everyone say that I'm wasting my time
That I'm wasting my talent just trying to rhyme
I wanna

bullets, rather have 'em dodge it
I might leave the earth and take off like I'm Mr. Rocket (Takeoff)
Cause I ain't fucking with this energy just being honest

fresh, I'm on my Mr. Clean (Yeah)
I'm straight up outta city where you'll get smoked like some nicotine (South Brooklyn)
Rest in peace to Black Rob, this

lettin' shit slide, tryna play Mr. Nice Guy
Niggas start thinkin' I'm pussy (yeah)
They tried to turn Baby into a pop star
I went number one as a rookie

Shake Sumpthin'

Papa Reu

613: Ashy to Classy

2000

say

They pagin' and beepin', beggin' for me to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter

Shake Sumpthin'

Papa Reu

613: Ashy to Classy [Clean]

2000

like she 'bout to hurt somethin'
Me say shake sumthin'
Me wanna see you twurk somethin'
Lil' momma work it, work it, work it

I know a shawty, they call

a motherfucker show me nothing 
Y'all bitch niggas is duckin' me like you owe me something (c'mon, c'mon)
I got more homies than an esse, but let's say (uh, uh,

It’s not unsual to be loved by anyone
It’s not unusual to have fun whit anyone
But when I see you hanging about whit anyone
It’s not unusual to see

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

teching me
Get him a sub if he checking me
I pity the fool like Mr. T
Don’t try to say you missing me
I told her nah now she dissing me
Cuz I wouldn’t let

- don't know bout them, nah
Don't know bout them, nah
But over here we getting money man 
Over here we getting money man 

I-Am 
D-A-Double N-Y
Mr. I done