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might be the last day
And lucky you, on your last day
You gon' hear the Busta Rhymes album, you lucky bitch

Well it's the God (yes) no illusions

’bout
My whole family, now I’m scared of Grammy’s
Cause everybody know that Dark Fantasy was
The highest rated album in history
So I just avoided it, not

Hold Up

Nelly

Murphy's Law

2003

the limos wit his vehicles
(Yeah that's the way it go when you got money to blow)
Ho! well then, say no mo'
Just think, I was on my way to the sto'
I got

Something Wicked  (Holy)   by Christine Anderson 

Eve in the garden gives Adam a hard on
And no one will pardon the snake
Look who invents him

the lights all over me
'Til the blue is covered by the red and green
I got ourselves a little Christmas tree
But you're not here to decorate it with me
Silent

may seem like semantics
We know it's more to help the web
Hosts know how to file our albums
But if you minimize your worldview
To a genre or vocation

But you keep moving until there's no ounce of you left
No longer taking turns at the helm
Replaced by the Zoloft version of human condition
Don't back

speaking it from the soul..
I’m just tryna give you the realest version of me like I said back @ the intro,
To the 7 forever in my veins I can still hear

just comes and goes
Goin, goin, goin
Go, go, go,
Tryna get by, by, by, by, by, by
Running over, running soulless
Losing controlling, it just comes

in Cowboy Lannnnnnnd ...
(Here in Cowboy Land!)

[called "Barber Lips" on album "Coaster" 2002 because it is sung in Barbershop style;
shorter version

Calling Out  (Album Version)

Verse
When you’re locked down, stuck down
Your head is heading downtown
Don’t despair if you think you’re getting

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

makes you give
The price you pay for how we live
I'm always grateful every Christmas Day
For my freedom and for my country

Well it's Christmas time again

Uh, that don’t fit in this rap, it’s verbage, 

Wrong word, damn


Hook:

Im the true first rate version me, OG

You the second rate, non-great, late

B**** I'm from Dade County

Trina

We the Best

2007

"Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!

Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys

Cross My Heart

GZA

Heavy Mental

1998

You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me 
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated 
Scream the name out Killah

back, I'ma need more than one" (come on)
Your last album was a weed tray, just some bullshit that we roll up on (brrah, baow, baow, baow)
You know it's

is on so I'm gonna check it
Didn't see this one before I heard the Joker really wrecked it

Hook
Futuristic oldies to give you insight
I'm just

funny
Where do you belong? I don't
Think it's a riddle
You’re a Stan, a copycat Eminem's Skittle
Got the 007 deadly sins aching in me
But your 5 albums

I find an itch sometimes
Where my baby's silent
She's amused by the raison d'être I use
Choose any version you like
I feel just fine in the meantime

Used to have a reason to go to sleep early
Now I hear your calls at 3 am
Started to get pitied by the mime who lives next door
I give him a shrug, he

N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!

a bitch
And then I will be struck by lightning, poisoned to the death
Give me all the reasons you can say the past, all
What do you mean you just