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Game Over

Tinchy Stryder

Third Strike

2010

me grieve for the beat before I murder it,
Don't know my name by now? 
You shoulda heard of it,
Why? 'cause I'm murdering,
Anybody lurking in,

(DY Krazy)
Starin' at the candle
Feel the pain on me, nigga, it don't matter
Got my currency exchanged, got my bands up

I'm a ty-tycoon, that's

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

everything ain't what it seems
I'ma get there by any means
I'ma keep chasing my dreams
Chasing my dreams
I don't get tired,
I still need that Lambo outside
Big

call a marksman
Two weeks later, you'll be up for adoption
Hi-Tech red, this the slow concoction
I got no bros, just lots of options
Live by the knife,

bitch that I'm leavin', so face it (face it)
Get a new ho and have me a baby (baby)
Out the jungle, I conquered and made it (I made it)
It still don't

but i hate drums (Boom)
I be fresh to death, better back up
I don't need lungs (Ba Ba Ba Boom)
She seen these blues now she want to talk
Thats a red

The nature of the wicked is indelible, impossible to change
I told you that you can't tell who Satan is by color 
Lucifer was Black

Black devil red

I’m just faded off the gas
While I’m swerving through the lanes
Red & Blue by my side,
Could give a fuck this Purple stank
All these Ops got me

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

lost a beat away. Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay. 'cause I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. Die-mond make

ain't constipated, well quit the bullshittin then
Dont get caught slipping by the camera man
That's why half the time I'm ghost like danny phantom and
I

ain't constipated, well quit the bullshittin then
Dont get caught slipping by the camera man
That's why half the time I'm ghost like danny phantom and
I

Girl don’t worry because we do this shit like every night
Hella drunk faded running all the red lights headed to the after party in the after life

to rob and steal, cnd mob and kill, 
like that's gonna get you filthy, rich, 
I'm sick of the sick getting by, 
Of snatching away of our lives, Don't care

don't happen is by voting tactically
I.e voting for the party you hate least 
So the one you hate most don't just win automatically
In the past this

Diced Pineapples

Rick Ross

Late Night Creep 55

of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so

Tell em what the fuck goin on with that
Big blunt rollin, big bottle poppin
Big money throwin on the thick bitch droppin
You can hate all you wanna,

This hate in your veins
You mask with your pain
You take in restraint
Bow down

You live in your hate
Dragged down by restraint
It lives in your head

silent
Justice, what they don't believe in
Revolution will set us even

Dehumanize the enemy
Channel all your hate
Show no mercy
Dehumanize the enemy

wounded by destruction, in hospitals they lie,
The corridors filled, on the floor they lie

Bombs are falling, tearing people down.
It's quite appalling,

They Like Me

KJ-52

Dangerous

2012

me forget about the color I might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered by the blood of the King

I don't do black

In my head I don't know right from wrong 
And the city lights, bright at night 
Stickers on the roof, need a gold tooth 
Freckle by your scar, red

his Christmas socks
He rides around town in as shiny red caddy
With a pocket full of rocks
I hope he don't get shot
Tis the season to be grinding
Posted

down Old Nat
5 percent tints they don't see me when I'm flying pass
Apply pressure so the hate I don't reciprocate
Ex them pussy niggas out no elima-date