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(M1onthebeat)
(X10)

Step outside, better lace them trainers up (lace them up)
Bro walked in with a hollow, we should nickname him "Buck" (yuh)

and roaches With the sight on the nine, stay focused

I be mixin' the oils and potions Them pussy-ass n****s be dyin' and croakin
She ask why I don't show no

Flashback

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

And you can tell by now I got it goin' on

See I wear my Adidas shoes real real tight
Just so I can do my windmills right
I'm fresh out the box, baby

I had to do what I had to do 
10,000 hours i had to do it 
Too much of anything's bad for you 
I run it up cuz I have to 

Didn't have a choice

mist
Contested the wind
Over indulging thru stress lungs
Of 9-5 men
On a foot drill
My youngin met steel
Gripped the strap with his shirt
Pocket rocket

heard
Little do they know he's a caster of Word

Last to be late to the church house by nine
The Sunday School teachers keep Ketch on the line
And it's,

we
Fi turn inna life
Star
When them options
A kill are go fight war
9x or white scall
I naa
I naa give up pon myself
Naa guh give up pon mi dreams
Jah

just this sickness
'Cause to all Infected, yeah it's all our business
We are unified by the blood we've spilled that's staining the snow
Our hearts have

Not for fortune or fame but to eliminate the reign

Chorus
Hallelujah Hallelujah 4x

River to river I’m flowing bigger to deliver
Reach back into my

before he ever tied his shoes
Just a call away
Was never easy getting money, Penny Hardaway
Pissed by peions, police, and people
Know evil, ego they feed

into the path that my life took
At times I've been mistook for a halfway crook
Because I'm a book that you can't judge by the cover
I worked nine to five

shinin' with my chain on
Wonderful feelin', I'm out them chains with my chains on

Back to eating Steak, I got tired of eating cook-ups Stay ten toes even

Dear Mr. President

Paris

Hard Truth Soldiers, Vol. 1

2006

a vendetta
Get Saddam by any means and make man chedda
In 4 years you grow 600 million
The bush family
Oil tycoons
They're worth billions
You even pissed

guess I will do it again
Cause there were zero fans but now there are ten
Million, sorry but I'm living the dream
I'm the king of honey work and I've got

Luck

Tyson Limint X Master Will
Production:The Kontrabandz 
Writers: Tyson Limint 

Chorus:
When I hit that shit right
You gone fall in love I

In John Chapter 9 Verse 4,
Jesus said, I must work the works of Him who sent me while it is day!
The night is coming when no man can work!

I'm

lost him in my arms u couldn’t imagine
Shhh god bless em, maybe I was welcomed I was 9 years old
I held your  thirty eight special, if this was

IX. THE COAGULATING RESPITE
DorianGivensWilliamson 2:44

Chorus I
I Am Unicursal Menstruum: Prima Materia
Quintessential Acth Vel  Azoth: An Anima

then slide
Villains with pride no feelings just revealing a nine
Smile in ya face, then flip the script and stab a stick in ya spine
Slick with

got the money, now I'm working on the power 
And my real niggaz, still working that powder 
While I'm representing, this blue bunny flower 

[Hook - 2x

Mayday!

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

raise the states, like the price of gas

[[Chorus - 2X]: Hell Razah]
We try'nna save up for AK's
Having helicopter niggaz screamin' "Mayday!"
This is

Gem Star's

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

struck
How I survive that four/five, well I tell 'em it's luck
Fellas erupt, at chow time, shots heard from a loud nine
Fitted turbans, we feast

learns Astronomy, he lands on the Moon, explores its craters & dunes
Heu0027s made of metal so he donu0027t want to rust, bringing oil from Earth is

the axis and yall need more practice
I'm smoking on good and forgetting to ash it
The shit that I'm pennin' is 10 out of 10 And it just the beginnin' 
I'm