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Nighttime Vultures

Mobb Deep

Hell on Earth

1996

song
Fluidly my mind flooded with jewels infinite
The kinda rap bandits in attics stuck on some live shit
Bear witness to this diligent street cat
I

I wanna live in the South of Korea
I want a crib in Japan by Osaka
Lay on the beach in the Caymans for summer
And I want a spot where my neighbor's

I borrow you my body  			
I shook off all the  marks			
I'm boiling off the drama			
I'll clean your sweet mind tonight		
We're holding on for

Bringin' Me Home

Mojave 3

Excuses for Travellers [Japan]

2000

Just a rainy day here in my usual place
Where no one hears me
Been pulled off course again down by the water
So I can feel free
Feel so alive,

mine
And the war begins
Cause when you walk by
I get butterflies
My mind starts racing
And my heart starts pacing
I tried to hate you
But my heart can't

Hook:  backwood
Rolled up,

Chillin by my lonesome(days)
( by my lonely ; waze keep rooting for me)

Im good by myself 
If no body love me

(Keep em

Oh each night
Used to go by so slow
I Think about my feelings
And why they won’t go
Now that I’ve got you
Off of my mind
I’ll leave this behind

a robot.

Robot robot I don't answer to nobody. Use a robot robot.

My mind's a body chrome dot like a robot.

I'm a Oh night dagger. I'm a jack shooter

When they see them yellow diamonds
You should see them hoes' face
I'mma need a whole case
Hit the club and pop them bottles
In it with my thugs
Spendin'

I heard the bartender last call
Got a couple perfect girls with me
Them Glass Dollz
And I had a good time I laughed my ass off
But we all fall down

she fuck with me too (Yeah)
Too many shots deep, I been rollin' in the deep end lately (Deep end lately)
My mind gone cra-a-zy
Still I'm chillin' in

won't tolerate
Said my mind on the money, the pesos
I got my eyes on the prize, yeah the queso
Moving in silence I might have to lay low
You don't like

Fresh Off the Lot

Legit Ballaz

Legit Ballaz Respect the Game, Vol. 3

2003

my shit dro back and drop down
I could drop the top off of anything, but I be surgical
Leave the dealership in a convertible that'll murder you
Heard

count the days go by
Without you near me now

Tell me how to forget you
Not to love you
And take you off my mind
‘Cause there’s no way I can find you
I

thugs
I ain't gon' do too much
Don't mind the shit in my cup
I don't wanna feel too much
I just wanna give you enough
Might just get a lil' rush
I don't

Gimme me a hug, we can smoke a dub in my tub
After the club, we can go and make filthy love
I'm the one you need, I got the house, a car and stinky weed

this flight without us
But I'm going off the radar

No matter what you do, my mind's been made up
Staying here ain't doing us no favors 
So I'm taking

Isolated, not alone
My thoughts are not my own anymore

Strict mind dissolving walls
Fill 'em with conjectures and symbols

Abandoned my kin,

DA wanna give me an odd future
Shit I'm done with the hands but I'mma shoot ya
Flight Club size 9 everything
Poppa pinked off and I'm on my gangasta

money an violence
Got plugs, runners and riders
Got Ace in my cup
Fuck the club up
Wear my Heart on my sleeve 
neck full of them diamonds
Shyt paid off I

Do It Now

Busta Rhymes

Black on Both Sides

1999

Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew,

the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin
From New York to Miami by ten
I think I'm ready to go
High, every time that we hit up our

Pimp Hard

Scarface

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

carpet burns off the rug
And to get nutted on by nine niggaz with diamond grills and guns
And how you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen
Ya

your royal flush

Yeah, you gonna love me tomorrow
I'm just a dreamer and my mind
Be up in the stars
A lot of scenes in my dreams
It's just me and you