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Not really here not really there
Who am I between both
Know who you are
But do you know who you are
Day by day new versions of you
Actions will

to hit my inbox 
Acting tough on snap chat and talk shit all day on Twitter 
when it comes to combat they're not much of a heavy hitter 
And you claim that

Niggas can't hold me back
We ain't comin' for no bullshit
Niggas talking all that yakkity yak, word up

Here's to Mr keith Murray, the Mr pictionary

the days were bright
Novocain can fill my veins I still feel nothing it's alright
Oh my, Lord
Lord, Lord
Oh my, Lord
Horns and halos for you fakos
Who can't

like urban
You never bust rapping just like you a virgin
Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon
A hundred milli gotta get it brrr Birdman

need some help, I've been by myself
With nobody to yell to
I've been trying to regulate all this madness
Mix the Hennessy up with the sadness
But I wish

like urban
You never bust rapping just like you a virgin
Under your girl done hitting a belly like a surgeon
A hundred milli gotta get it brrr Birdman

you're not the one
Not a superstar
Super rare and authentic I shoot like a star
Like a superstar
They giddy they cannot see that I'm the one
Like

enough, just wanna go ballistic, gonna roll and kick it
I'm a flow some sick spit, trying to own my business

New responsibilities, I'm taking a lot

times, bad vibes)
The day that I will go find someone who gets in my mind
Her smile was like a Gold Mine 
Her smile was like a Gold Mine 
Her smile was

Don't stick around to hear the wind blow 
Don't go alone, and don't forget your phone 
And if you're too afraid, you better just stay home 
Don't be all

Get Your Moneyman

Ice-T

7th Deadly Sin

1999

You're dead I'm livin
You're fuckin' with the unforgiven - nigga what?
West Side's up - L.A., nigga bounce all day
Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no

settles slowly
As we pack our bags to go
Each face a mix of hope and sorrow
Dreams taking flight, but hearts are heavy

Whoa, oh-oh, it's time to part

Funky Child

Lords of the Underground

Thumbplay Music Presents: Old School Hip Hop

2010

child

	(Funky child) (Funky funky style)  (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)

[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry

the message
When I go I go in a blaze
But it won't be no captain saving
Cause where I'm going you're saved
Trying to rain down on my parade
Till that umbrella

Pass the Popcorn

The Roots

Organix

1993

on the musical
Prisoner G, now you're free you can be all you wanna be
Go where you want or go and see all you wanna see
Because yo, your ambitions I won't

ima tag it up
I got mojo, wanna shag? pass the shwag
I'm in a daze this ain't a phase 
I can't count my days
I'm just making plays
Keith Richards isn't

go cuz I love you too much, is that hard to see?

If I called yo phone, baby would you pick up
Not taking advantage of yo love cuz baby it ain't no

breaking bread with public attorneys
Congratulations young man they were so proud to exclaim
By end of day you'll get to say who you go home with today
What

flash forward some time 
When they realize they're in the mix

They were behind cuz their minds be so thick 
Filled with greed, forgot the ingredients we

(middle)
Somewhere in the middle
But where in the middle (middle)
Make I touch down before you take Off
See fine girl
She fine no make up
Everyday by day
She

I tell her she'll never get me but she'll never let

The situation rest for a day or two

We're goin' on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you"

flash forward some time 
When they realize they're in the mix

They were behind cuz their minds be so thick 
Filled with greed, forgot the ingredients we

I typed hey from my Nokia brick
You're here by quarter past six
Got your lip balm
And your pick and mix
But look at you in your Ray Bans
I reckon