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yen
Can I disappear from it all
Nobody really care eh
If I'm dead my niggas I'm gone

Back in the days when I had no clue
Thought it was love I was just

of greatness in the making
It's by nature
Flew west for bit then south for the migration
Whole time mind racing
Figuring out my placement
Bring it back home

bonos for CFOs on my phone
The life I chose, allow me to fly coach to Kosovo
Buy Sun gold tomatoes off a boat in the west coast
Prop Joe of Joseph Campau

oppression ba po ju
Eyan le so omo okunrin ni shade
Cos life be like ground
Wey no get tiles for leg
Never dey oppressed
By niggas way no get ice for neck

get me
They aiming for our psyche
They gave us entertainment and Nike
Now it's working precisely
Here's the apple aphrodite
Niggas name Paris right!
God

Yo, yo, this is for all you rappers out there
Try make it in the beat, but it ain't do shit
So I introduce Master King
By Tyga, who's killing it

the lipo
I might just fly her out to Paris by the Eiffel
I'm sipping Stella Artois and I like it ice cold
I pour it up for the fact that I live my life goals

Rags to Riches

Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes

Supernova

2001

anything for cash
And anything to crash in anybody's path
If everything I had
Look at what I could grab (check it)
And it was just a bunch of niggas

Out the Trunk

Busta Rhymes

The Ecology

2015

West up nigga

Turn the volume up and bang it out the trunk now

Say who got a problem with the volume?
If you tryna sleep, go get a valium
We night

just a gimmick for appeal
I'm watching them house niggas with the slaves in the field
While We trying to break the chains, they getting chains with

Respect and loyalty is what I live by lost homies so my soul cry
Niggas talking bout real shit take a quick glimpse and they eyes lie
Females talking

Sic

Ganksta N-I-P

Interview With a Killa

1998

through

He had darts in their faces up to number fifty two
Psyco
Stalking niggers, Tec-9 stays handy
He would sit inside the park and laugh and give

screenplay Diallo or G. Floyd, we monsters, labeled, affirmation “I'm a king” to feel able, so many brothers by design grow & be an cbel, boys in blue follow

the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car 
Just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not

Let's Do It Again

Ms. Chambers

Don't Judge a Book by It's Cover, Vol. 1

2000

West shake show love heat 'em up in the club if you don't care
Conversations short, too many Newports blowing me away
To another broad, I mean cutie,

(word)
Takeover by groups
Chill with my troops
Who you think you fakin', dude?
You strictly in it for them G's
The hip-hop that we drop is like fresh

Poppin tags
Bitches mad
This is everyday
By my side
She go ride
Yea that’s my babe
She love trap music to
Bumping three BRAIDS
She fuck it up
In the club

gotta get it by the litre
Wine fine make a brother turn the beat up
Smell like Cheeba
Pull up in the beemer like
In designer
When we ride up
Check ya

with whatever
Maybe Js maybe Maxes?
I cant decide hit up Sacks Fifth
Cant shop in peace gettin sweated by a bad bitch
A lil shine cuz my tracks lit
Im

Your shit is weak

Live from the east side
But we idealize the west
Way to digress like a side step
Tired of my kindness?
Let a nigga snap so mindless

Your shit is weak

Live from the east side
But we idealize the west
Way to digress like a side step
Tired of my kindness?
Let a nigga snap so mindless

doors for myself
Ain't gon wait for you to let me in
I came here battling for a settlement 
They said it might be
Don't take me lightly 
Toe to toe
You

And I, done my shift on the roads
Dishing white and still throwed
Flip by night, tics owed
Then I got bagged like 3 in the morning
You was in bed still

Homies on the west side ya 
No I never did a dive by no
But I Connect like Wi-Fi though

If I open up your door I’m going to need a thank u
Or I going