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Cuz, I'ma keep it G real, I don't fuck with you, cuz
You disrespecting me, you disrespecting my hood
By telling me take off my flag, asking me how

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got

go to jail and eating your baby mother's shit

Strap up, then you get to thinking, what the fuck is this
Hundred rounds down for a clown and a sucker

You know you can't clone me, oh no no dear
She suck me real loose, got me hanging for real
I ran up the racks so they gave me hundred bands
I'm

Thru da good, n thru da bad
N let me tell ya, it get real real bad
Praise God. Praise God
Praise God, Hallelujah, Praise God

I ain't ever scared. I

hopin' ima be fine
Cus' for a second there I think I lost my damn mind
Can't believe it how you're gone it doesn't feel right
Thought by now girl, that I'd

criminal corporations big pharma and
The military tankers spraying the air
Need to be stopped for once and for all
And we can only do that by taking back our

Oh Yeah

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

fate, God say be patient for that
Man all I got is my gangster, better not go playing with that
Anything get taken for real, my fault we takin' in back

Sorry

T.I.

Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

2012

the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang

slaves
So I guess I just work for the land that God made
I got this stage so I better go rave, keep it on 100, it's all in God's name
I bleed the same, I

Plenty storms I had weather on my own. By myself in the rain
Through trial and tribulation, I was ready for whichever came
Yea, mama said to stay 100

(forever) x2
I pray to the lord I’ll never dance with devil (on god)
100 foreva (foreva) x2
Through money & fame I pray I keep it together (amen)


100

worthy for a Hell
But, I kept faith in God, kept workin' and prevailed
My nigga tried to hide the hate, and once I couldn't hide the cake
It wasn't

'knowledge. im at it for my kin, thats
Muhfuckin word to the microphone tatted on my skin, nigga. 

Chorus (written & performed by Boomie Bugatti)
Im lookin in

How you gonna show off all that ass, for real
Made me think that I've been only your man, for real
How you tell me that you love me and be bad, for

does

I asked me a question, no reply
I dreamt me a life and lived a lie
...dream me a nightmare
I traveled the stars but passed them by
For trapped

this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real, I do this for real
I do this for real

Aye walk in here hundred deep
Bought

All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching
For reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness
That the man of God

close to the tree if pussy ya idol
Seen some real cool niggas turn bitch for they survival 
Heard these real coon niggas sell out for they revival

this whip
For the thrill of it, kicks with the trippy fit

Lucy, pleasure, clitoris
She wet like I slit her wrist
No filter, offensive shit
Nothing

Blown Away

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

over, the gig is over (when a play)
The kid is older and getting colder (many fly by)
But his will hold ya, so listen closer to (a-a)-r-o-n
They

the new beginning
All my niggas real
We always keep it 100
Yeah. You can tell 'em that we winning
My niggas real
We always keep it 100
Yeah
You can tell 'em

here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead

I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It

There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall
Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1
There's a place I wanna be that sets me free
Until then I'm whiskey