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No No No
No Free Meat!
(Hell Naw!)
No No No Free Meat!
(Hell Naw!)
No Free Meat!
(Hell Naw!)
No No No Free Meat!
(Hell Naw!)
4X

Y T E

Only the strong survive, only the wise excel
Once said by my born-in-hell, only the lonely die slowly
Left all alone try to control me
Easy

Only the wise excel. 
Once said by my born-in-hell.
Only the lonely die slowly. 
Left all alone try to control me. 
Easy does it never ask how was it.

in hell
See you in hell

Cut to the chase or fake your good intent
I saw the fucking horns stick through the halo's glint
So pay your grief to me

Letter to the President

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

rap? Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the only thing makin' pay besides smoke and work

On a mission listen more chips my goal and position
First

fun
He's not the one

Don't sully yourself
Before your God
But do your duty
By your husband, Todd

And I say
Don't pay them heed

If marriage was good

Doping you up with new
Brands of illegal contraband
Once again activating the hand of
The son of man
No regards for life, no chance for yours
Lies and more

was
Oouu
What's tha plan
Fuck these hoes
Get these bands
Naw this Ain't no gang
This shit more like fam
Walk down on that nigga
And his mans
She fuck me

putting out your shitty music and stupid videos, hell bitch
Ay
Why y'all always point fingers at me
Think that I'm always lying sheesh
I have proven every

you a check
Imma pay off all your debt
Don't get fooled by these baguettes
I'm a rapper baby
Niggas treat me like the adapter baby
I'm plugged so when

wanna hug and hold
But it ain't no place you gotta be
More important then you being next to me
If I'm getting what I want then honestly
I'd have to wrap

Like Ghandi once said, it's about damn time
Recognition I'mma get it, SouthBound stacking knots
No more pulling punches, the gloves are coming off
No

County Jail

Project Pat

Layin' da Smack Down [Clean]

2002

(Chorus)
I don't want to go to county jail no more more more
Its a big fat policeman at my door door door
He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay

to get a couple
More about my apartment
Before I make some more
I know it sounds alarming
By the time I get three disposed
The room will smell of bodies

the time would fly by
It got more confusing with every white lie
So now what to do, I wish I just knew
I could man up, and tell both of you
Then what happens

Cheesy Rat Blues

LL Cool J

Mama Said Knock You Out

1990

on your hand" 
We'd go out to eat and chill 
But they would go to the bathroom 
When it was time to pay the bill 
I didn't notice all the chuckles

hoes prevail and raise hell
To bring heaven on earth, some blessings of curse
With haters I had Le'Veon's burst
By runnin' through hoes my Jada had

Faith is shaken as the ground rips open
And the earth is taken by
The crowds of Locusts
Alone and hopeless, don't lose your focus
It's a war for

But we all take it day by day, don't never feel no sorrow
It might always be some shit somebody gotta borrow
But that's gon' be that shit that takes us

the dome, no more individual
Beef up the drone oversight, see visual
Aspects of one's mind now deemed criminal
Rewind, and reprogrammed with minimal
Human

Git up, Git Out

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik/Stankonia

2005

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't

Git Up, Git Out

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't

niggas talk with ones
Stackin' chips, Harlem World lack no whips
I felt your pain bitch nigga shoot your brains
Four point six with MA$E that's four more

when I get to the airport
I'm now a rich bachelor, I don't pay no child support
Got a couple broken bones but I also got the green
My pelvis will recover