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World So Cruel

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here I come, rollin' off with Mo Thugs.
Trues, humbly united, gathering souls and bail.
Livin' life daily, all tha way.
Tha plan

the Rich Gang Boy let Me explain
I got in the game, I attract all the mass
My flow be like fire with prominent ash
We running the dash, we fill up the stash

mind can get kinda scary
All of em hating
They told me to stand down
But still I proceed wit the pen
Like it's Regis and Fillus
And drip by the liter now

a mil or something, thinkin' bout gettin' a deal or something
Know I can't do it all by myself same time I hate askin' for help
They told me go get

And face all my fears
I don't have no opps, me vs me
I done seen some tears
God let me go through those hard times just to test my faith
I don't have no

Take No Chances

Hangar 18

Multi-Platinum Debut Album

youuuuuuu
c'mon now

I can't take no chances
I can't fake no answers
To questions givin sievin nectar slippin seats so slanted
It's all so crooked look it

money, I throw b’s 
And they see what’s brackin 

And imma keep on dropping music and give y’all no videos
My sound is what I’m trynna form a whole, like

bananas its appealing
So stoop
Been dying to use that bar since like pre-school
Edge just giving education this E school
I'm not entertained by villains

elevate her
No more favors hustled got the flavors
No I'm not a savior just a lead by nature
Dancing on the razor I ain't no ice skater
Vet all the players

Tell that nigga he ain't spending baby he can't touch it
That's how it goes yea that's just how you does it
Shawty you bad got all these niggas

Miss Jackson

Jaymz Bee

Sub Urban

2002

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.

like a crack high
I tell a bitch I ain't nudding like the last guy
If I say jump all I wanna hear is how high
You ain't fucking I ain't even bouta ask

Ey, in all reality
This iPhone has forced me to step out of my box I guess
And get out of my comfort zone cuz i was real comfortable with just

in the pot
Like the seeds to the crop, Doomtree No Kings cut the top
Head em off at the neck, better off dead, dead em all
Better them than you, right?

calling me home I gotta do my chores later
And Mom won't let me on the streets
And Pops saying I might get popped by the cops when I'm in my sleep
But it's

Fuck a co-sign bitch I'm co-signed by the trenches
Real ties in this shit

Bitch don't even touch that blick if you ain't drummin'
I kill for you, you

on the block (fah fah) right now
Put a M on his head he Luigi brother now
All that nigga momma can do is frown
King of this rap shit give me my crown nigga (Give

View Lyrics: Mic Rob ~ Deal With It
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Viewing lyrics for Mic Rob ~ Deal With It by MiC RoB. 

MIC ROB: 
ITS TRIPLE EVERYTHANG 
DEAL

see why
B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y
King of the beats and the flows/ Try to beat me, why try?
B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y
I'm killing all competition, can't vision me not

Yo
I been tested since my date of birth
Born above the rest I had to sink below my level to invade earth
Cause the way y'all moving theres no way

your love for sin
Or the lack of love you showing
When you cursing at men
Man how holy is He to you
How impressed by Him are you
Is your life a story all

Faking never worked in all the times I’ve seen
Don’t give into that pressure and get blind by green

They quick to say they know you
But they don’t know

now, let go of the past now
Ay, ay
There's so many times I could've said it
I've been lacking for all the times I deleted the message
Nigga, through all

Everyday I get cussed out by my Darma
Mama she miss me confess I don't call Her
I bend to my knee yeah Jehovah my Father

I swerve up the truth but they hate