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5 Seconds

Roscoe

Young Roscoe Philaphornia

2003

you 5 seconds

[Roscoe]
The wait is finally done with, the time is now
YA, like who want it, we in it to run it
The album's done nigga, Volume 1 nigga

(Lord)
He gets all of the G - Lo - Ry (Glory)
In His arms He restores me (Right)
And He picked me up and He set me up so now the world can’t ignore me

Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes
Right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track
You know what I'm sayin'?

But I'm due for luck she won't be creaped
By the end of this song in her mind in my arms she leaps
Now if that is just not the case highlight my ass

fifties around the way, what the fuck is a dub
Keep that shit in arm's reach, you got your strap in the glove
Couple freaks in Palm Beach, I'm puttin' dick

RELENTLESS!
Album done, so now It’s a Wrap!
Another genre that takes me back
Bear with my accent, I have no choice
Wish I could sound like Melle Mel,

bet on myself
I'd put it all on the line

If I bet on myself
I'm taking a dub; I'm not taking an L
All on the line then I double my wealth
My blood

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's been About 3 years since we last talked, and I brought
Back a very special man
You know this man, he goes by

and heavy breathing
Working on the craft like a blacksmith a Stephen 
Surrounded by a class of "A" peers but I gotta be in 
All these rappers are class acts

I got you now
Shawty you my stank
And you sold gas you got it by the pound
Tell me how it sounds tell me what you think

Lemme fuck you in all those

me that I fell shy
Of all the chances I could've spoke to you, that's why
When each year winds down, our memories wind up
I wish I could grasp you in

you caught in captions
All American you more than captain 
I'm just tryna see how long you lasting 

Is you wit the stretch is u elastic 
Can you stand

Hiatus

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

Why try to fit in when you a stand out?
No album but the money never ran out
Beside from rap I'm kinda focused on land now
'Cause I don't know where

and a scientific method
Profit of the narc block, Bronx bomb, Jon Mox gripping up the prosthetic arm bar
What you want?
Hands out
They tapping in now, where my where

a hunch
A hunch of what we soon to be
Hanging over edges arms around me
Like that movie scene
Kiss me in that sunset
Precious in that sundress
See the way

Cut It

Young Dolph

Cut It

2015

the drugs
Bustin' it down in the tub (coke)
Pay me my money in dubs
Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, with my arm I'm pitchin'

and believers. This was the album inspired by all Emotions that would attribute the deep and uncontrollable need of someone
In my case my amazing wife!
The rock

Tryna play and the K spray
It's equipped with the beam
All you rap niggas
Full of cap
My shit better than most
And I don't even rap
Hidden Gem album

paid by the end of month
Night time with the right guys we never analyze what you talking bout
In a paradise living kinda nice better check them guys

friends
Every second of my collection's like my life in reflection
Pressin' record to start the session, Bucktown by Smif-N-Wessun

I know to you, it might

Paper Chase

Tung Twista

Picture This

1996

money ain't
counterfeit
Give 'em 211 get 'em in line and let 'em 20 so(?)
Cut that money let's be up, which you want to ride, the
Benz or the Truck
Back

the trouble that comes with an ego
Fuck being humble in front of you people
Fuckin you up if you Mumble we rumble
Arms stretched to greet you like it's nice

gun grippin
Madstaxx
I'm gun grippin

Make sure they hear you
Root to my mama, I'm focused, I stay arm's length
Best place to reach it for you in

louder
Spazz, and act wilder
Wait, holy shit wow they're
Actually listening in
Six albums later I'm finally content and happy
Let's say goodbye to the mad