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British gronks
Running packed with snitches
Fifty deep like bitches
Your boys inside are on protection yeah that boneyard section
Free who? Free who?

and the camera
Lens i am in the mother fucking camera bends
I don't make sense
But I could give a damn if
Your bitch is a man
If your mother fucking head hurt
From

Guess they running out of luck.l
Charish every single bag 
So I got double up
I just love to see them mad

Man these knots is full of Hunnits  
Kinda hard

astray gbere pade emi na
Small boy big dreams coming off the ghetto
Money on my mind na him i wan get o
Who's trying to be dull when the rest is wise
Make

Yea, Missions, Lil Blue
Everyday we running from the cops we on probation
I just f your hoe and go I don't do no kissing 
If you ain't about the guap

said where'd you find that? In the bottom of your drawer now shut Up before they make our bodies hit the floor 
More people came to fight soon they got

at her in slo-mo

I know a lot of professional crooks caught up by the feds
Them don't play... Them boys bust heads
So when I had her meet me on Topeeko
My

rapid fire fighter jet
Ether make your heart burn slow no Prilosec damn
You high as shit
I mean me retirement?
I'm the best that ever did it
That's

everything and try to turn it to your own
You don't make the rules boy
You don't got a throne
Ripping out the pages
Cause your book is full of lies
Treat us

no guns
All we need is the armor of God
Then it's done
Faith check
Helmet check
Breastplate check
Are your loins girded yet
Sword of the Spirit
Make

money in the safe
Gotta run it up

We only knew not to quit
And we really made a win
Close your mouth or a fly is gone get in
I know it's tiresome ridin'

Sniper

Harry Chapin

The Gold Medal Collection

1988

Mama, won't you nurse me?
Rain me down the sweet milk of your kindness.
Mama, it's getting worse for me.
Won't you please make me warm and mindless?

This is not a game, you're living in a fantasy
Killing shit, fatality, running low on battery
I'm coming up, the runner up, they're running back
This

Dirt off Your Shoulder/Lying from You

Jay-Z

Collision Course

2004

baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle

Man Of The Hour

Dizzee Rascal

Raskit

2017

Everything is golden
Shout out to hulk hogan
You know your still my brother
And my door is always open
Reputation is broken
What you said was potent
Got

fucking up your rep boy
I'm not one of them but niggas coming for ya head boy
Ima let you make it since you been through the test boy

You know what... Ill

to a halt by conspiring inquisitors
Victims silenced - ritual violence
Abuse ignored and supported by the law
I see the order - it all makes sense
But if

Your boy is out there man i'm trying to get 'em
I tried to warn you when I tried to tell you
Son was no joke
You wouldn't listen
So my mission is

going up
Talking jazzy in them raps, you gotta’ show me that you tough
The dick up on the glock horny, finna make it bust
Skinny jeans and all but I still

get up
Still keep your chin up
Eat this dinner
But how do I stomach looking in this mirror At the man that's a sinner
Everything they tell me is a fight

This is my life
When I hop on stage they all wanna talk
One by one, they all on my jock
Stop! Don't be mad
Which one of you is coming to my pad?

a fucking empire look
My life story is in the makin
Going thru ideas in my head it’s mine for the takin
The DDMC boys comin back to back with hits like its

used to trap nicks and dimes
I don't drink, but I still buy pints
Hundred thousand cash make your hoe faint
Drugs and money is something we talk about

the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there