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swear I be walling 

Focused on money 
A man on mission 
I do not know you 
Bitch we are not kissing 
Hop in the booth and I don't get to Dissin 
Speaking

spit that dope flow
Yeah, she da bomb; dynamite by the boatload
Finally believing all the voices in my head 
When they say the Soul Star is as cold as it

Treat 'Em Right

Chubb Rock

The Dance Years: 1990

2009

Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps up on the scene
with a lean and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top
But Robocop

selfish like it's all about you
Now you mad cause you can't find a man like Route
But that's the choice that you made
When you went and got laid

When you

a small place
Like the park across the town by the pond we use to chill
Or the spot we use to sit in the car and spill our feels
But memories is all they

gotta survive
This that shit
I didnt want for
My life
Shit my vision are
Coming to life
Know you scared
I can tell by ya tone
Fuck this mirror
Im standing

offerings great
By guiding of a star
And shepherds heard the song which
Angels bright did sing
Giving all glory unto God for coming of this King
Which must be

and kitchen

We're one hundred million and one
Home-grown clowns, lame ducks
Hand-made stars
We're just to show you
How good and how clever you are
Yes, you

and Band-Aids cost my nigga
Let's get dough on em
Raised different
Ain't no bitchin when we roll on em
Made the transition to the HYE switch flows on em
Yeah
I

and kitchen

We're one hundred million and one
Home-grown clowns, lame ducks
Hand-made stars
We're just to show you
How good and how clever you are
Yes, you

hotel 

So beautiful to me
We can be so happy
I took you in my arms
You fainted in the lift 
We made love, then I took you to church 
Only you can make my

There are still people there that linger on
After the mood's gone
Then the sun burnt the moon that she set upon
It left the stars stunned

There's

any half my shit
It ain't enough for 2
By now
I'm getting close to just before the save
Should've been rapping
Like Magic Johnson
Before the aids
We

it hot angik'usishi I outline ya
African star my chicks too we sundowners
You thought I'm sweet now you wondering if I heard of heaven
Why you tryna

Yeah been through so much shit now my hearts cold
Even with ah bad hand I can't fold
Betting on myself till my time go
You are a walking shooting star

I’ve been drifting through my days
Through a carnival of fire
I’ve been trying to find my way
But when you are by my side
I know all the stars by

any how?
i know a boy from the inner streets, racking his head for lyrics and beats
planning to win on the next top ten, surrounded by krunk but we

Cheeks are rosy like a Boucher cherub
I'm a strawberry soda, raise my lashes to heaven
Stars in my hair running like a waterfall
Clouds in

taste
They ain't in charge, you can tell by what they say
Too far ahead of these other rappers
Too far ahead on another chapter
From nothin' I made

commit 
Once was young and reckless
Then i learned i got a lot to live 
Im just learning lessons

I take it slow
And day by day 
Reaching for the stars

on a ring
I was made for you to lean on
I’ll take care of everything
And I’m not afraid to tell you how I feel
I’ve been waiting all my life to know love’s

I woke up with a head of grey
And it caught me by surprise
But the mirror don't exaggerate
And the camera never lies

Blood pressure's high
My feet

Different roads.
I guess some doors open, While others close.

Some say written in stone, Some say in the stars.
You stayed with me by the Scars on my heart.

my nigga
We came from the bottom
Wherever you came from made you who you are
Leave it to Lens
To jump off the deep end
Prolly can't tell cuz the fit is