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That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

on the arm
I love it when you're right there in my arms
Kissin' on my neck

And I know how this gon' end
You in the bed while I'm high on medicine
Told her I

on my arm, that's a platinum rolley
Got a trophy in be my she like Halle Berry
She ain't mother Teresa, she ain't no missionary
But you see the squad

bent 360 like an owl
Keep on biggin' up his like put ya' money where ya' mouth
If it's money on ya' head I'll send the boys to take you out
I ain't

and you know
I am a master with this flow
Remember the times they told me no
I feel like you the baddest in 904
Got it out the mud so-lo
Did all of this

Live It Up

2Pac

Hip Hop Connection

2004

I ain't got no friends
(take money) Yeah, I'ma do this track
West side!!
(take money) MOB, Bad Boy killers
(take money) Hahahaha, hey fat boy

the big toys
Three k in my palm ima don call me Big Boi
Wait
Can I even make it out this way
Spitting my problems can y'all relate
Talking to nobody am I

song
Let's appreciate it while it's on
For every soldier who got hit by a
Roadside bomb and lost an arm
If you got an arm put your fuckin'
Arm in the sky

Fallen… and it cuts to
Waller killing a steak, rare
He was chased out of Gotham by the Bat went
Searching for sanctuary elsewhere he
Never found it

Croc

on the money, keep on winning, I can never take an L

My mind and body are light
Killing this track and it ain't even a case
I be upset so much they bring stories

goin' straight through ya brain
Like Cobain I’m insane
But I'm a stay the same
Get it how we live it that’s the law and this game
Reading decoded
Lock my

a king that ain't never fall
Falling me chasing waterfalls
Adlibs
That's right
You're the reason that
Yeah you got me
You got me
My Bible was written by

only this one contrary grump (one hand clapping) impossible to reunite.  Live, the present moment burns.
I will never stop singing this song.  It goes

Mystic Spirits

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

out
Take yourself, nigga told on this homie, dog
And they all had a fall, hittin' stickin' 211-turned-187
When they hauled it off
Never stop when I'm

piece
Easy on me we just wanna eat
It's a shame boy we need a feast
Held down till we in the streets
Take charge before we go beneath
Don't fall victim

ain't a lot act like you know
Capone with the city complete assassinater
With paper, blow up a Nigga shit like sky pagers
It's major, save a whole out

you see I had low falls
You have to turn it around to pick yourself up
Get back in the race theres no giving up
Ive had plus or minuses life withdrawals

the slum
I brought his daughter up ‘cause y'all
Thought this bul was tough
Yeah I brought her up ‘cause this bul nut
I ain't come for fun
It's two reasons

a nigga got a gun uniform and stars
Judging by the way I look or my cars
Doesn't matter the tribe
Wanna get some bribe
Pulls out his gun men going too far

ain't basis whip it
Truth better be told
Lot rappers out selling songs worst than
The croak of toad
If am not too cold
Am making more rhymes in rhythm

Lady Sings the Blues

Killarmy

Fear, Love & War

2001

[sung]
Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holdin on
Lift us up where we belong
'cause life takes over like a spawn

[Dom Pachino]

I'm just piecing out this half ounce of black an cream
And I ain't gotta team, I'm a one man army
My bitch the only that stood when it got stormy
Can't

at the greats
Look at me, look at Lebron
Yo, I said in case you
Ain't know, now you know, it's a go
Charms on my arms like my pops got the blow
I lean on the mic

the block, winking through the scope like Fetty Wap
I'm sending shots so consider this your last call
I'm pissed off, ain't drop shit since last fall
NASA boy