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trapped by trap
Always run they trap, anything just to yap
They ain’t hand it to us, just bite the hands grouping us
Into one nice stereotype to devise they

to set us free
Bought a boquet of fresh dead flowers
And a bottle of Beaujolais
I'll Get drunk between your thighs
Then close my eyes
Pretending that I

Puffin' on my grenches taking care business
Riding by myself I'll never trust a witness
Either you my family or just know me fuck a friendship
Same

to beat us, that doesn't make any sense
He's Ready Rock C, and I'm the Fresh Prince
In the rap industry we're ranked as first
So if you wanna battle
Your

with Rugrats
I call her Karma, the way that she comes back
I might beat once but I'll never cuff that
Tinted whip, two G's and a bruckback
That's feds in

fit Off-White, if I happen to die tonight, I'll be fresh to death
I peeked through the other side, all them haunted nights fucking with that meth
I know

up bitch and there ain't no getting out yeah
The diamonds hitting you see em all around yeah
My money quick and I'm getting it by the pounds yeah
I'm

need to focus on myself
Get in my bag and act like I don't know nobody, hatin'

I tell my parents not to worry I'm gon' do this shit, have patience
I

hardcore
You thought the chain were ill, now we're fukin' much sicker
These tunes'll need more than a parental warning sticker

Barrow Balls is back,

to hang with the guys
I rise from the dead another year's gone by
New girls cause the old girl's gone bye bye
I didn't get a text from my ex all night
What

around,
Dc's finest, we're taking out crown, you'll either get served or your ass'll get clowned,
It's might party and I'll swag if I want to, cuz, mike

and her friend when
They get in the room
Yeah, I stay fresh, I stay groomed
They smell cook' when I walk in the room
My dawg lost trial but he'll be home

Terrorize they block, we 56
Them niggas know me
I ain't playin' 'bout no war, bitch
I'll slide by my lonely

I ain't worried 'bout no opps
I'm from where

I get that mothafucka
I'll be watching ya home
And gonna tryna go harder than
Me hiding a boner
With lights on it, see I was the loner
Now I got

making wage
Got the fresh canerow like David Haye
Get a one-two like David Haye
I'm on the ones and twos like Jason K
Indirect, no blatant straight

logical
Me, I'm trying get as much paper as possible
But some think because I'm proper cool
I ain't got a tool
I'll stick something in your
Ear like cotton

I won’t say I’m the best you know
I’ll try to stay professional
But if you disagree with me
Then you can suck my testicles
The test is full of yes

Gurls Wit da Boom

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia

2005

What good is havin a head and not no brains?
She asked me if I know 50 and who made "Tipsy"
Quick to get with me, quicker to get busy

She dizzy

U Thought It Was Over

Turk

Raw and Uncut

2003

conference, he said
(I can't be fucked with, nigga)

I know you niggas want know, how I get back on the street
'Cause I bought that time, that was offered

Bumpin and Grindin

Inspectah Deck

The Movement

2003

B.Y.T.
Slip pass security to be by me
And I might be slidin' that too, providin' I do
Invite your crew, and I'll invite mine too

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

Mic Mastery

7L & Esoteric

The Soul Purpose

2001

yo you must be on a deathwish
Stepping to this, I'm venomous I'll leave you breathless
I spat words, waxed and taxed herbs
Your raps absurd, backs get

all the things I took for granted
I risked alot to get my spot and finally feel established
I've been damaged but I manage to smile like nothing

Friday

Sir Charles Jones

Love Machine

2001

a fresh pair of gators
With some of this money that I made
Mel Waiters on the radio
Singing about the whiskey
I think I'll go by the store
To get me

Can't Get Enough

Rah Digga

Violator: The Album, Vol. 2

2001

the ill vibe sisters
Slave to the dick, yo I feel my sisters
Nuttin like a daddy with a phattie in the front
Puttin shorties on they ass like a Sugar