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Two officers at Penn Station give each other dap
Both strapped, assault rifles hanging off their back
Side by side in search for suspicious bags

street smart 
I got my hood degree 
What's with the third degree 
Niggas acting like they ain't heard of me 
I deserve to be 
Up in the vip popping bottles

cold
In the game by the 4th by the loophole
And the girls all love how my crew roll
Oh boy na you know how you
Boys dey play the game
Cos she said like

Come on, little buddy
See how you still wanna be
Part of a different scene?
You thought you
Could figure it out
Working a well-paying job
Bought by

Let go of it
There no point in it
Don't sit in it
Yeah lighten up
Don't run from it
There no good in it
Go deal with it
Yeah, laugh it up
No time for

a toothpick i hot to spit
You a common cold, not too sick
I got you gripped by the collar dawg
They want the real deal feel
Then tell 'em all to holla "Cauze"

(I always keep a 40 by my side, it ain’t no 9 on me 
Tryna catch me slippin’, so they always got they eyes on me 
Say I’m acting different, but

Young player nigga you can sell by my aura
Fresh than a bitch stay dripping in Dior
Then I got bored so a plane I aboard
In a king size bed I was

Of course it's dope
Hangin' tough like the name on my rope
Watch it be weary instead of
Steppin' wit the boys
A musical massacre of inadequate noise
By

By.
You know,
I'll Get Myself By.

I got a nasty reputation,
cnd a Paper Memory.
I know those two, 
Who got murdered.
I got he third degree.

You know,

you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your

Money in the Ghetto

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya

DN-AAAAAAA swirling in and out the streets, 
All this fucking hurt is steady pile up on me
 Don’t make me turn this bachelors degree into a first degree

booth
Yeah i fell in love as i tell my truth, No filter
Straight up being real witit
THE-RAP-IST this how i deal with things
Had to realise,put my

a check my eyes turn green
Make me forget it's still a machine
You're a part of it just like me
So go to the army or get a degree
They may say to live your

to try to get myself 
Some sort of plan, what with this debt above my head
Cause now I got this new degree, 
Yet still it seems people keep telling me

then let the speakers bang it
If you open your eyes, then the vision is greatness
We just rapping our lives, ain't tryna be famous
Picture me rollin' by

the ones who ain't believe in what I said I would do
Now look at where I'm at bitch I got nothing to lose
By "I got nothing to lose" mean I got everything in

indebted
So go get that degree
And cop a crib
Work for somebody that get it
We were never taught on purpose
I'd a set-up
But we were good kids

Nah
That

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

Plastic World

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

90 degree weather looking to get into clubs for free. I'm not 
smoking blunts or looking for jazz records at the Roosevelt. 

I left New York

don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be

Wishful Thinking

Kool G Rap

Endangered Species

2001

and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how

the Ason 
Givin' it to ya raw baby 
The raw deal, because 

These lovely rhymes made by the one and only 
I'm Ason, there's nothin' phony about me