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The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

you stuck in a three
So you know your floss game ain't nuttin to me
When the sun hits the cross, yo it's something to see
are-be	, Kid Capri niggas

Best now take your seat
Broke into the game
But don't own a key

I live every word
Every rhyme that you heard
Comes from a mind that is hurt
And I think

There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can
Express how I feel even though I act crazy
Go in

be your safety
Oh baby
No game playin' here my dear we straight
But we on the same page, we queer
With all this love in the air
I can't breath when

been fucking with my mind and heart I'm trying to see what pain comes first
Saw through the static, I just really thought we'd make it work
But we done

New skills on 2 wheels, world records I done broke

The legend is a catchin’, now my son’s in the game
Blue colder than your icicles: the bicycles,

ain't in your crib
It you're out on the road
With a mouth full of gold
White chains on your neck
White mountains of O's
Those who take out those who

Aye, you know it's coming
I'm a lion at heart I grew up in the jungle
Hop in the game and I sonned em
I leave em mute like I shunned em
I be the man

cousin was here man then what would he say
Stop wasting your time do your thing get paid
So I hustle all night eyes won't stay open
Making shit happen

suns out guns out
I should make you take notes and give my ass a rundown
Break the levee by your house and kill you wit a flood drown
Gang Set Match I'm

life in a meadow
Everybody wanna get High bitch hello

Tell me goodbye, compelled by your eyes, sayin you love me, sellin me lies
Sayin that you wanna do

playing no games
Imma boss up you can stay in your lane
People turned snake now im feeling so drained
Doing my own shit they saying I've changed
Switch it

Catch Me If You Can [Remix]

Outasight

Benzi Presents… Get It Together

2011

by the hunter from the Winter to the Summer
From slums of underground to the youngest of the brothers
I’ve uncovered what they muzzled and tried

letters get together
I'm a mean MC
But really I'm just a wordsmith that's cursed with
An aversion to what is referred to as the rap game
It's turning into

a problematic bouncing I'm between it
Yeah I'm the king of this rap game y'all better believe it
Tryna say I'm wrong I got a billet in your cleavage
Bleach Boyz

everything, man, I dunno
Family over everything, man, there you go
Love over everything, man, there you go

Wednesday, sun gettin' low
I am not moved by

sorrows I've traded

Inglorious hunger for His glory I'm craving
But Grace so amazing that it is still saving
Learn it can't be earned do
Hear what I'm

sell your partner.  You will find a new one easily.

 I'm doing a dance.  I'm doing a dance!

Stanza 2:
A slow recovery.  What a strange game.
An office

and plan a heist
I won't buy you flowers
But I'll compliment your eyes
When they rolling back
That shit make me lose my mind

Yeah this life a game of show

for my body
I dont fuck wit you so what are you talking
All of yall pussy so get on with walking
Girl i don't know you so what is your name
We got some

astound
I just dicked down your bitch
I mean like real real good shit
After I was finished hitting that clit
I left that bitch twitching and shit
What you

them chains
We ain't givin' out no name (no names)
We ain't givin out no names (no names)
Twist your fingers, throw your gang up
Twist your fingers,

sharks
Committed to paper, I tell all the bitches we better apart
I'm tryin' to get paid, you just in the way, you ain't playing your part
Kept it real

sharks
Committed to paper, I tell all the b****** we better apart
I'm tryin' to get paid, you just in the way, you ain't playing your part
Kept it real