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itty bitty
Go to school get a job in the city
By 25 your whole world changes
By 33 your life rearranges
All my friends they all getting married
Having

to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew

Out to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew

Out to the raving
Out to the raving

empty mind
There's gonna be one dog dead tonight

Gotta stay smart, creep up by his main yard
Spend a couple weeks, sus it like a train yard
Facemask,

in mind
I said ooh ooh rocking with my crew
I said ooh ooh with God we can't lose
I said ooh ooh we living by the truth
I said ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh okay

revolution won't be moderated by quack and the crew
Acting a fool
Packing the room with a pack full of wolves
Back in the day
When there were no streamers

Lost Smoke and I lost Tyroc
An Bugatti just got free
Turned around n lost two nieces
Shit had the hole crew tweaking
Bro lost his mind but then he had

Sound Is Vibration

Atmosphere

Overcast!

1998

The sound wire when it's live and the vibes feelin' right
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
With lines, makin' sure your rhyme

the morning
That's how I get ahead of you I mediate good
My minds already set it made a reservation
Table for two
With a brain I create the food
I call it

what
You have in mind
And rejalla in the passenger, unaware of the massacre
That will soon occur on my Instagram live
Oh shit they're here
Baby are you

too
God gave me a sign except it was two
Now I put it on the line like a pigskin
I'ma only date within the crew with the same skin
Please if I give you

young ones snatching goods
And everyone acting fool, we just can't live
Travel road, bruise blacks with blues
We'd rather ravage crews
Instead of losing

you crew
You know I gotta put the fan first
You'd be wanting all the world
If not for the, damn, first
Don't tell me how I should live my life
It

Usual Suspects

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched 
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up 
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?

none
No more drive by and no more gun down
Nah make ya moda bal ‘cause har one son done
Nah make granny cry because di house bun down 
Call di government

Right Now

Mystik Journeymen

Worldwide Underground

1999

emancipation of your mind 
Liquidation, incrimination of a  false nation 
Two thousand millennium occupation black poet on the run 
Track translation

useless to pick sides
I'd rather devise a plan, connect crews, and choose wise decisions
Networking wide with precision
Broadcasting views live from

Hand rubbing, I'm a fly on this
Chicago drive by, it's getting serious
Where your crew? Like George I'm just curious
Vaness I'm high on this beat call me

New and improved, nothing you can do I got the scoop on you
My team act a fool, my women come in twos, split with my crew only
Better not snooze that's

100 for my time up (Facts)
Ain't nobody getting not a dime it's stamped I already made my mind up
(None)
For the lifestyle I wanna live caught cramps

Who's that? With the yout' that boot 
That yout' with the cute yat
There with the boom bap
Cat with the 2Pac durag
Knew that crew that do pack

as my mind excites the wind

Like spirits of ill concensions, time will clash

On ya cipher, lyric concealed behind whirlwind fire

Or flood, draw blood

so them b*****
Better come with two plus
My balls big cause God
Gave me two Spaldin's
For two nuts and she loving
The crew like the weekend
Cause she

inklings
Who decides who lives or dies this house of lies resides on sinking
Ground and pounds on cries of instinct sounds were founded by a riesling
Whine

the end cause I am trouble
Two more problems now ahead I gotta hustle on the double
Yeah
My soulmate somewhere sitting by the edge waiting for me singing