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mama
I don't wanna measure what I'm
Worth by some dollars
Gold on my teeth, though! (Heh)
They want me to fit in a package
So my demographic will

the waste man's anymore
Brought an Uzi to the venue keep it on the low
I got people that would die for me I hope you know
They gon' play back all my albums

and you're like “hey”
Y'all are not as smart as you think you are 
I know everything
You're a mother fucking asshole 

Yea
You're a mother fucking asshole

cut for me, deal me, touch me
L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y

I spits the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E
Droppin' it nuclear all the time

time like a drone.

All I want to do, is spit some illy rap from the dome.

Trained to kill and I think my feelings are gone.

It’s only right, that I

I think it's safe to say, this is my favorite song on the album
Shoutout to Mr. Marcus Dozier

It start off so perfect, every day after work
Facetime

like Alice
But I've gotta find my way back home
Because I'm done with wonderland
This album ain't about being the meanest MC
This album is about being

album you might just elevate tonight
I'm Incarnacion the only one that is really alive
You think your my partner stop your tryfe
I don't listen to rapists

i'm just tired of how i feel
of how i look of how i dress
i see nothing good on me
why are them all pretending they see?
i'm just tired of how i feel

mean they can there's a curfew for that reason you know
There's a reason why things can't happen after 9PM
Jiby . . . Do you think Chuckle City is

Why people think they made it wit the Grammys
Half of them never do support they granny
And they know I'm gon salute that boy Danny
Why is my world

to be blessed I'm Cass
Yeah I don't wonder why they staring
I would do the same thing if I was you comparing
My children shall inherit my riches and my

are in the game
You can't do whatever you wanna do
Think so much don't do much
Everything can be happen just look your past


Yeah this is my truths
I

the spiritual
Begging for fame and attention is typical
See I am better cause yawl are predictable 
All bout my business not wasting an interval
They asking these

soberest line, been working all night start a quarter till 9
Ain't been in the trap cause I ain't about that but my niggas is on, think about that 
But been

the power's in my hand
I'm the master when asleep
I'll do whatever I damn-well please
You may think me cruel and harsh
But they're just fragments of my thoughts

back at it)
Yo, they think it's all a sport
Wanna talk the talk
But cain't walk the walk
When it's time, you betta show somethin
(I say H-O-J, we back

no sobriety when slaps and words are getting drawn
Spitten on by your kin who gives the chair you're sitting on
But I've written strong words just

lyricism ensues
We go hard, only on campus when I wanna study abroad
Guess that's why they wonder if I go there
All the groupie bitches wanna put they

I Desire

Salt-N-Pepa

Hot, Cool & Vicious

1986

The rhymes so tough you swear they're made of leather
Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're better
Tell 'em why, Pepa, tell 'em why
'Cause I

Go to the store, get yourself some more
Whatever it is you think you'd like
Purpose is a chore, forever war
Better to wage it in your own mind
Behind

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

I was sent by a lullaby
Children sent by an alibi
I wanted to teach them another lie
So they don't fear for their own lives
Had them listen
Tried

the attention you wanted to get me
I don't need you
Why they fakin the love, and they see through
I don't think I would ever believe you
Got the album, I'll give