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of self-expression
She on call, she collecting
I'm no option, I'm a lifestyle
Driving real slow, you paid by the mile
Got to make these tracks in case I die tomorrow

said forget what you don't have, look at what you do
You got your, father, your mother, your sister, your brother
You three albums deep and plus you just

of self-expression
She on call, she collecting
I'm no option, I'm a lifestyle
Driving real slow, you paid by the mile
Got to make these tracks in case I die tomorrow

things
Sean, you're not even a rapper, bro
Then why am I on two songs on your album?
Yo, my son got rhymer's block, what a fucking clown
Man...oh wait,

attention 
I was distant 
I focused on the posters on my wall 
Caught a vision 
Now my words fall in rhythm 
HIP HOP made a difference 
Making albums ain't

I'm Gonna Crawl

DMX

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz

Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave

My President

Nas

UltraHits

2009

Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you

I've been praying everyday
Lord please make a way
Man I been through the pain
Now the people know my name

I did it when they said I couldn't
Got it

we poping bottle man I am on tv now yeah you see me boy 

                           Verse
Tiger man yeah man we in this thing popping bottles all

Half a year later, still ain't heard an album greater
The natives want me out of the office, back on the pavement
Jokers at the top know the king

Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

'em right
They love it when I mix the baking soda with the white
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state

I'm from
You get dropped like you heavy this life is a bloody game
They act like yo homies 'cause you got the money
You see won't that man again
Don't

a severed head to all the traitorous bastards
May they forever be engulfed by hell's flames

A sword is plunged through the head and afterwards it cuts

Brown Paper Bag [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD] [Clean]

2006

Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)

Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really

dropped like a
Million other country boys
I thought my Mind was Playin
Tricks like the Geto Boys
Damn man, I miss the interludes by Big Rube
He gave us

Edutainment

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

hypothetical 

These are the facts, a little metaphysical 

We are one, every heart every lung 

So why then was the black man hung? 

He was hung by

Got Damned?

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

[MURS]
So many questions. So what man? You hangin with El? You signed to Def Jux? 
How much you get for your advance man?

[Verse 3: MURS]
Off this album

Know How

Young MC

Stone Cold Rhymin'

1989

Verse 1
-------

Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this

Fuck a bitch then go fly out to Asia
How you blowin' my phone when you hate me?
Only fuck with me 'cause I got paper 
They talkin' on me, like a man

New Testament Outro

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

berattas, stack cheddar
When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever
Protected by

album last night and I got confused
I just have a couple of questions about your views
Why use God to justify being a bigot?
I like when you talk about

I watch, the ends go by
Some man try, Poor ting die
Soldiers fly, Mothers cry
Fathers lie, Ends go buy
Watch the ends go by
Woman try, Rich ting die

catch him? 

I watch, the ends go by 
Some man try, Poor ting die 
Soldiers fly, Mothers cry 
Fathers lie, Ends go buy 
Watch the ends go by 
Woman try,