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I started out underground
I was kinda like a seed
I had no manager, I booked my own shows
Made the posters and afterwards, I sold CD's
Then I made

Ice Cream Man

Dru Down

Greatest Hits

2006

because they need a P-I-P-E, ugh
Get the fuck from in front of my spot
I'm 'bout to open my window and unload my motherfuckin' Glock
Blaow, damn, I see

to that highest point
In your life that you couldn't reach
Throw your shyness out the window
Where the wind blow
Make some money, stash it when on stage

Marshall Law

Kate Tempest

Everybody Down

2014

once I set myself a task
Well, there ain't no going back
And I am halfway there
I am, nearly, anyway
The point is
I kinda had to push all of my

seen a nigga jumpin' through yo window 
Don't even trip 
I confiscate this money in the name of the Mobb 
It's on yo bitch 
We'll juss pistol whip

Get's Down Like That

B-Legit

Hemp Museum

1996

the window 

And the task they found 'em 

They try to get a nigga 

But it's too much scratch 

And fools from my camp get's down like that

smiling was the one task I had
Little did I know, you already put it past
You, already had it written
Hurtin me was your number one decision
Keepin me from

beds trap shit what I live
Bible on the dash pray shit don't get real
Serving out the window you not allowed in here
Took too long so I shifted outta

than

Bug out on the beat like raid I kill it
I'm like a stove this beat my skillet
Air tight pack gotta window seal it
I feel numb so numb I feel it

And homies flow is lightin crowds
And I ain't even really tryin hard
Too consumed with being who my managers relyin on
Cuz the truth is me and my whole squad

to managers
But thanks, Miss Amaris, so glamorous
Hopefully she's jammin' this, said she was a fan of this
I manifest that I could soon afford this gift
She

was alone, killing my fears with a pen and 100 of sheets in my room
Now I'm an amateur, got me a manager, he's working every week with a broom, yeah!
My

the cards Im handed brah
I must be hard to manage huh
Cause how the fuck you turn producer
From my manager

We was flicking Bics up
Never not no cameras
But

6 Figure

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 2

a muthatfuck

[Lil' Wayne]
I be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street
Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep
Windows tinted,

DJ said I'd never lose
Keep those dancers moving
I'll rearrange I'll change the rooms
This life is like a movie tell the manager I got the crew
When

to me, no necrophilia
Nasty Cortez, the flow is erect
My manager told me "Get dressed, quit falling asleep at the desk"
Eyes closed in class, you niggas

through a glass window
Laugh a little (ha-ha), and dash in the S-Class limo'
That's how we do it in the South Boogie
Where tough rough rookies get

But his one of my heroes I was that Kid Waves looking out of project window
Seeing bullet holes in peep holes I stay ripped like Jamaican clothes many

fine
Medical bills in time will surely break the camel's spine
Like that window that I smashed wouldn't let me kick your ass
Customize the siding of your

society

A line of thought, a way of life, a revolution and a window away from the explosion and a rebel in your eyes

I'm a rebel and I don't beg, I'm

I wake up late every morning
Managers calling I'm still yawning
Get up wake up hair and makeups
Waiting for you don't be stalling
This

of the
Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark
times.
ARTHUR:  Good idea, oh Lord!
GOD:  'Course it's a good idea!  Behold!  Arthur,

the store manager said we couldn't afford it
So let's just walk it out cause that's what I do
Lets seat 44 now that's how I commute
You ever seat next

your window so I can just by time
And hide behind the blinds with a knife until night time
These guidelines are irrational, I don't have to do half