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to pray
That’s all that Bun got
I’m slightly off-kilter, somewhat tuned out
And loony-toony, I’m looped up and looned out
So not being of a sound state

Sound
Put That Lounge
We got food
We Got Pounds
We Got Hoods
Put That Beat In The Heart

Hustle hard for the killers with the drought
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hand on the Bible
Cause you be gone coming up short like Eminem on Revival
I don’t understand, man I tried to
But why does hating on another nigga excite

We Got Rich 
We Got Sound
Without Miles 
Without Food 
With That Sound
Put That Lounge
We got Food 
We Got Pounds 
We Got Hoods 
Put That Beat In

Check It Out

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

wrong with a little bump and grind

You know it's my thing, get your bell rang
By the Meccafied slang, the jack of all trades
Couldn't even gang bang,

God and pray to Jesus, now I'm always good
Cause I'm
Filled up with the Holy Ghost
Bring revival and the vibes to the West Coast
Man, I used to get so

with us at all when we cut
Everybody know the way I rip it sound stunnin'
Nobody stoppin' us when we hit the ground runnin'
Come on!

Feeding you

in a few of 'em
Say I got 'em, then I get 'em
Mystery killer, a riddle
Make 'em sing like Bryson Tiller
them high notes, I bet they feel 'em

I

Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright

Hug the hammer like a proud parent
Cause I done heard more
Gunshots then crowds cheering
Followed up by loud

It's Alright

Immature

Dangerous Minds

[Chorus]

[Craig Mack]
Don't sweat me down
This jam needs a fronting MC, leave MC's shaking in the ground
Here come the bumpening sound
Worth more than

stand on my word like a vow that's on Bible
Till every concert sound like a recital
Till every dead beat sound like the revival
Of the heart of hip hop

You can hear the chainsaw runnin' outside
But you stucked in the room
Without place to hide
Shouldn't never broke in
Shoulda just walk by
Now you're

The PJ's

Raekwon

NY's Finest [Instrumentals]

2008

of hallow tip round
Turn the fuckin' sound up
My cup runneth over Hennessey, the Bill Bixby
Ninja Scroll, niggaz that roll
My son did four in the hole

I could stick my hand in a fire and not feel pain
Wouldn't even blink if I got ran over by a train
And this doctor just prescribed me this Novocaine

(Bitch)
You know when we slidin', uh (Yeah)
Bodies fuckin' piling, uhh (Uh)
I'm a killer with this shit in my DNA
DNA
Why it sound like?

Hmm, typical
What happened bro?
Every single day you remind me how you aren't that old you
But in your music you sound sixteen again
It's always

but I not down
Bang bang, what’s that sound?
She is a killer and like to make it loud
 
CHORUS
‘Cause Girls makes me smile
ôôôôô 

INSTRUMENTAL

We Ain't Playin

Pastor Troy

U Gotta Feel Me [Screwed & Chopped]

2004

shot gun blast, it ain't no stoppin the shells
you doing shows everyday but you ain't clockin no mail
I'm in the A-T-L fuckin with killers and thugs

Hang with the wizard, he comin’ through like a blizzard
Next step always killer, dumpin’ juice, I’m a hitter (Dumpin’)
I just mixed some liquor with

push that chess piece across the board
With the sound of a sword bein' released from its sheath
And Ol' Dirty Shimmy Shimmy Ya from beneath
And Power

a dealer
I held a gun, but ain't a killer
Can I keep it any realer?
My name came up and it sounds
More when I'm not arround
Certain people that I know
They

Ghetto Rebels

DJ Vadim

U.S.S.R.: The Art of Listening

2002

working through all of the serpentine
The devils disciple that stifle our plans for freedom
If wee keep conforming to all these laws set by the demons

I'm cooling with trappers and thuggers and killers
I chase the bag cause ima go getter
Im making it rain you need an umbrella
Niggas too cocky when

A blind gaze made of stone
No sound's appearing from the deep of my throat
I have lost the lust of life, forever
I have lost the lust of life, forever