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but you can't
All hoes faint when they see the Jag paint
Let's make it crystal clear, Mag's the rookie of da year
By this time next year the whole world

Now Y

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

your brain tapped by forty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If I let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass

Uh uh
Hey yo
We still trying to hit the spot tonight right
Yo I'm ready to toss bands man I don't give a shit
Let's go
I'm about to spend like I

every now and again
So I can't KO gotta look over my shoulder (Who's that?!)
And if I don't have it then bro does 
Bill up the peng 'cuz I can't stay

yeah once I get my funds up we can do what we want
Let's hit the strip club when I'm up we gon have fun
I already saw you on the pole before and let you

out of my way
Livin' my life like a highway
My daydream schemes will help me fly away
They say it won't pay bills or buy things
I say listen to what

didn't done chase the nigga now you really act silly
Let's spin around his block, hit em pussies one by one till a nigga get dizzy (ha)
Really the savage

by surrounded sound 
I turn 10 pence to a pound - I have never been without 
until like now
working these shifts just to shift off the pile
bills - I

the cage, im surrounded by the sheep
Sink my teeth in em dawg, hella deep, let em wheep
How im feeling bout the game, up in shambles lookin fragile
I play

Close the Crackhouse

Professor X

Puss 'N Boots (The Struggle Continues...)

1993

foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their

Oh Lord of mercy (oh Lord of mercy)
Save us oh oh oh oh oh
DC, Eyes let’s go
Oh ya ya ya (remember the boy)
Oh na na na na na
We don too hustle for

beats (beats)
So tragic (so tragic) kind of doing magic (yeah)

Mic Trey verse
I'm a savage at it when I go and grab it
Spitting acid when I let you have

beats (beats)
So tragic (so tragic) kind of doing magic (yeah)

Mic Trey verse
I'm a savage at it when I go and grab it
Spitting acid when I let you have

the paper)
(Going so hard, staying on the grind for the paper)
I just might hop in the whip
Put rubber to the road
Then let the windows down
Pull up to a light

Years I been trapping out trap hoe
Trapping out the Tiraap
Calling three bitches have a ménage
Kalakuta bitches Wey they Sewa
But when it’s time to fuck

away when I'm on the plate
Y'all on delay and I'm on a pace to get so many bills to run along with gates
And I'm flaming like grills on a holiday so let

feel I'm gettin' closer
That shit you spendin' up on bills, I'm pourin' in my soda
Keep the Knots they showin', I bet these niggas know it

I can't keep

always speak how you feel
They ain't bite there's for you so now it's time to let yours heal
Don't let em tell you what to do if they ain't pay your bills

on the radio you see why
Notorious like BI, got more guns than TI
Somebody need a bird, say the word and I'll be by
Champion like Eli, soldier like a GI
Only

bill for
Tell me woman, is you the real one
Or you just wanna have all my children
Then collect from my check like the ill one
Then don't let me see my

sho'
The words will return to you
For di Abayonaym
Count US as driven
Riches by di oppressors
Have been stolen from US
As I spoke
REPERATIONS from my jaw

the hospital writing for
Those hip-hop blogs
Making a name for yourself cause you could
Never let your dreams turn to Kruegers
Now, I have no qualms with Psalms

imagination watch it turn a
Small idea into something that you have to (What)
Tip your hat to when you see it, the whole package
Ain't got nothin' missin',

a shame you believed me told you don't cry cause one day you gon' leave me
I'm cheating, cheating, cheating, cheating my way to your soul
No I do not have