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outer space 
I could really pop your safe 
Rolling like a renegade 
Need the cash back so I have it made 
Need a hellcat and a bluray 
Teach a lesson put

too
See em side eye from the side line
Study Light like it's sci fi
All around vibe on wifi
Since Wiz and Spitta made How Fly
I been late it's about

Welcome 
to the voice response registration system
of True School University
representing universally
you have added
hip hop ethics
one two zero
for

(Verse 1)

Youngin got a plan, he got a dream, he selling dope now 

Where he from, just getting by, you know they selling hope now 

Preacher (man),

I was in the cut with them right
Had zig zags in my Converse like Wiz
Seem like yesterday I was bumping car service
Thinking in my twenties I'll be

in the Burj Khalifa
See my blessings gon' be flying out the roof sir
And I ain't never ever gon' deny that it's God
So no need to be reminded by

like am Jackson,I should protect my energy from critics,this for the living ain't nothing you'll teach me,this for my life lil baby this the reason I

worried bout no clout with all this money on my line
she see the wings up on my back bitch I can teach you how to fly 
and I ain’t stressin bout no bitch I

Dance of the Mad

Pop Will Eat Itself

Dance of the Mad

1991

Because we'll never be 
Told by the old school 
Sold the old rules 
Tho' we're no fools 
Downbeats down to earth 
You down with me? 
Clowning round

1st,
Mi nah go shoot last,
When killing a teach,
Little fool yuh scull class, ha!
murder the exam,
pass with high marks, 
my Magnum blast & release your

No Matter

Prime

Lyricist Lounge, Vol. 1

1998

I'm trapped in the mind state gettin fly like magic rugs
Doin and sellin drugs and praisin the thugs
I was programmed this way so it ain't my fault

(babylon)

I am the invisible when,
Me passing by to my lions den,
Dem neva look at me,
Cause me nuh friend dem,
Me lyrics are particular Rasta testament,

too cool
Last song gotta make moves
Ducked off dodging ole dude
Grab ya by the pinking on the cool
Ooh
Two step groove
Cool with the new steps too

mind if its fake or genuine
She brown like Hennessey, so I know I need her
Rockin glasses she freak like Mia Khalifa
I might fly that hoe to Greece

Dope Boy Magic

Yung Joc

New Joc City

2006

Russel Simmons check my position
I'm the boss of some wise guys wanna know sum well teach you how birds fly
Show you how gats cry trap or ya fuckin' die

the block Caused a blizzard all by my self
(Did this shit by my mufuckin self)
I move 2 houston and johnny got me right
(Oh)
My chandeliers came equipped with

Purple jeans
Know they always fit true to size
Got a choice
Imma go and let you decide
Tell me what you wanna do
I can have vibes coming by the two

tryin call you mamacita baby
You can teach me all about the language
That pretty habanero lookin kinda dangerous
Hold up
Sipping tequila, I'm calling

the song of nature’s choir, harmony that sings truth 
If you haven’t learned by now then let me help to teach you 
Codes and omens spoke in poems riper than

by 
Love don't Love nobody, cant trust nobody for the right amount of money they'll turn 
Roll up in a Rover hop out With the Shits 
Whole city know me

(Hook)(1)(RoTT)(x2)
...Aint no shit till I hover by, Ohh, 
Came up quick to them butterfly doez, 
Shit so smooth like a butter fly floats. 
Got me

I’m a fly heartbreaker
Big misfortune
Doll not a savior
Beamer like a door hinge
Swinging through the freeway
Racing to my blue friends
Please don’t

Pain stuck my heart when I saw her cry
So I hugged her, what's left in life?
Her daughter two years old
Left with no father

Shot dead, murdered by

the way knowing is the wise 
Teach one to ride

Nigga the livest keep it thuging and real waking up ready to party
Nothing beside us but them G's that