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she pretty brown petite I bet she holding my dick 
I make her hold it and spit 
Shit I been roasting for years 
Blood, sweat with the tears 
Tell bae

you ain't stepping with the steppers
You ain't repping with the reppers
And the checkers can't check us boy
I been tryna count my blessings
I been

E'rryday
No you wouldn't understand no
You wouldn't understand

Everyday I'm in some shit that you won't understand
Like tryna take ya [?] But you

Cooler than Cold
King
I Frieza then terra your home
Right
Believe it I'll tear up the globe
Holding two aces the fuck is a fold
Fight
I'm kicking up

you like beef? Let's make 'paghetti, ayy
She wanna neck me
She say she think I'm lil' sexy, ayy
Call my bestie (Hello?)
Ayy Ben Franklin, come and get

VERSE ONE

Soon as the music touch my soul I'm 1, 2, 3ing it
Back in my day I was B, O, Cing it
My glass wi-N-E, smoke hash with weed in it
Consuming

the king
And right now I need a throne

Now they feelin' us hurt
Tell QuanDogg was wrong?
I'm only visibilizin' while smokin' on this strong

I'm a real

Take it little little my heart
Like little little small ants
All the little efforts go count
So count your blessings one by one
I go give everything

just been traveled by one
They count me out but from the shadows I come
Still got folks in the slums couple homies testing white with they gums
Work in

faith shook by darker than you
And burned through the wealth of a king
Squandered on all of your whims
Suckered by love unrequited unholy untrue
I've been

finger get ta itching
Don't know wheter count up Ben or glocky
Getting money been my hobby some say I'm cocky
Ima be like rocky, one of the greatest
Middle

(*talking*)
Ha, man it's going down baby what
E.S.G., man I got three young thoed ass niggas in here with me baby
Know I'm tal'n bout, my lil' partna

of G.O.D
I can't do no right
Hades by side
I'm the bringer of the doom
King of self doubt, hate and gloom
As I tiptoe round the bodies performing my own

you with fame up on Earth

Count Ugolino once I was
And this Ruggieri, a Christian man
In Hunger Tower, we were trapped
My poor four children, how they

Everything

Method Man

4:21... The Day After

2006

Yeah, yeah, I love math
Yeah, yo, yo

Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the King?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like

smoking crack (let's get it)
By sixteen, I was pimping, fucking bitches back to back (let's get it)
Ben was with me in the trap, told me, "Rap and don't

don't want that
Count the stats they ain't even near it
Count cash I ain't tryna hear em
Run the pass Ima interfere it
Check deposits it gotta clear
Sushi

having conversations with my brother in the sky
Sometimes I really wish I was just with him wish I could die
Can't count the tears that I done cried, I

a nitch, 
I'm on another level Micheal Jackson with a spliff. 
Woah!
Definition of grace observe the presence ,
Wiping out tears from your face the very

I saw it fall
I burned his home down
Tears to the ground
You know he's covered
Covered in pain
he's never gonna live
Without my form
I'm always

neyikhwama

Engithi one-by-one abantwan' ba fresh why lentwana ithand' uk'dlala so
Engithi two-by-two masek'fik' oskhotheni why lemali ithand' uk'sala ka so

Hypo Full of Love [The 12-Step Plan]

Alabama 3

Exile on Coldharbour Lane [Bonus Disc]

1997

Step Twelve
I know you're ready to become a disci disciple,a lonely little reverend
making his way day by day,in the congregation
Hustling a dollar

toutes le scènes,
Je vous parle bien de la doyenne, de « MéMé la main » !
Elle a connue le Tramway , ben avant le one way.
Un ancien chemin agricole, qui

(but) high like that hydro
Off life
Survival of the fittest
I'm wealthy, you count your riches
Me: archival, got verses like the bible
No weapon formed,