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and that, my plug finna pitch the pack
Tip my hat, this pressure could fix a flat
Do what I must do
We burn it, we burn it up
We burn it, we burn it up
We

No More

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son

2006

hustle no more
But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right, money right, yeah

The pot's hot as the rock expands
It's the paper chasin' man

on em Niggas
I'mma bout to blow
They switch up I'm good
Fuck ma enemies
They've been hating since
I'm getting better wit time
Fuck it this Shit is too

time get right by you
I was getting it and that's all I knew
On this pack might get high as the sky do
(On this pack might get high as the sky do)
I

strain gun powder
Shoot it up your veins and puff power
Fiends on that chemical X for enough hours
When that adrenalin Russian Rou
Let's arouse her
Cock

of a metal chain

In Egypt cobra spreads its neck open wide
In gym Mr. Muscle's stunning V-shape doesn't hide
On top of his pyramids he builds body set by set

I got the racks on me
I got the stacks on me
Girl I'm too fucked up
I got the pack on me
Tryna ride my wave
'Cause I'm too comfy
And I'm all in her

Mona Lisaaa

I been going through it in my mind
Trying to find my way up
Trying find the light
Don't wanna make excuses
This my life
This is my life

Stacking up hoes like we stacking up lego
I keep it player, she do what I say so
SOB niggas, we running the table
Shout out to Pee he a king like he

brothers in packs dyin'
Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why
Watchin' our own downfall, witness the end
It's like we don't believe in God cause we

Freedom

Afrika Bambaataa

1990-2000: The Decade of Darkness

1991

the rest

[Raheim]
So my name is Raheim
I'm a son of a queen
I'm the king of a castle
Don't give me no hastle
Young ladies in the place, put me

A nigga like me never fold under pressure 
I just came here to tell these lame niggas shut up
Foot on the gas and I aint gone let up
Nigga I'm a king

What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug
Every block boy needs a little love
If he put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up

my space
I won’t stay another day
So take all of your business
Throw it far away
I hope you’re happy I hope that you’re fine
Find the girl by the beach

seconds
Oya paste your aza no even get funds
One k to pack one billion
Now Aunty don carry money run
Izz going, izz going, izz gone
You Dey form king for

Fire [Remix]

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

for that snub
Look dog it's on fire, that's when you turn it up
You wanna burn it up, come deal with them riders
Small one on my hip, when you hear

Word Is Bond

Y.G.

Still Brazy

2016

If I told you I was back
Nigga that's what it is
I run the left side of the map
And that's what it is
My homie got that pack
And that's what it

a pack smash all of you
Pawns left laying in a kings game
Big eat small, why we stay big
Dog eat dog, but we only eat
Keep going on and see where it ends

Enough

Gil Scott-Heron

Small Talk at 125th and Lenox

1970

a crazed lion hung up on being the king of his corner of the cage, backs bent under the wieght of being everything and having nothing, minds too like

My mom is being treated bad by the color of her skin
When will we ever win?
My mom is being treated bad by her fucking origin
Get your chin up fuck

Enter the depth of the darkest king
Sacrificial rituals are everything
Bleed for the crucifix let it sting
Sacrificial rituals are worshipping
Enter

Pull up on a bitch real smooth, I ain't got shit to lose or a damn thing to prove
Bitch move, got a pack in the trunk gotta move
Real smooth
Like

Here ye, here ye, by royal decree
Introducing the Mercs!
Here ye here ye, gather round if you feel me
Friends and country people rally up if you hear

Pull up with em choppas huh
Catch a fucking nigga huh
I step in the mf function huh
I'm grabbing that bih by her titties huh
Givenchy shirt