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that punch line they won't get

Point me to your favorite rapper
I want smoke and I want it now
I really do this thing called music, so abusive with

the order?
No Justice, no peace, how many more going to be deceased
I ain't laying down by any means
I'm standing on my feet
It's a war going on, we at the end

hits
Fuck around and take me three more
It's really all about convenience
Now-a-days you could own a weed store
So what's the point of bein' lenient
One

'll make Freddy to an insomniac once he dreams about me see about me
I dont feel pain no more
Masochist with nothing to lose
Fatalistic
Life is just a by

No Church In the Wild

Joe Budden

The King of New Jersey

threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what

diamonds be wet
No faucet 

Kan't get upset 
I'm ballin

Shoot a nigga drive by
Can't say bye bye

Fuckin on ya thot thot 
Jump a nigga hop scotch 

Thuggin

on my mission
I been trying 'a write a little more
I really hope you listen
Future Mrs. now
She really pay attention
Lot 'a things in this life really

I am just a regular man, I aint no superhero
This was part of the plan
Ask any nigga I know
We was packing the van
Blowing that smoke yeah all by

a reckless damn condition
I been mixing up my cup but I blame that on superstition
Oh I said I had enough I don't do shit by definition
Like I always have

Who Run It

Hypnotize Camp Posse

Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse

2000

shit but y'all mouth
'Cause the first one of ya'll step, the first one I'ma toss out

These niggas got plenty ammo, but they ain't got plenty guns

wake folks up
Mr. Nabob man bringing you another cup
You want some, I got some, just what you need
Got free range beats they smoking like weed
I'll say

by that No Tamin logo/
cnd my man, Mr. James, know you was a major key/
From them boombox frees, to the shows at Ms. Lees/
cnd another, I gotta give it

thing, that's true 
Can't catch me I catch you 
They theorize about me, Lil Mathews 
cnd with this sh*t i'm slick
Bringing bass that f*cking kicks  
Giving

I swear you a bitch
And you got your shit split you can ask your lil' sis
Niggas really be weird tryna die by some nigg
Get the fuck out my phone

is the breakthrough

Aii lemme tell y'all a lil' story about me
I'm the Big Fly Reece, I eat my sleeves
So addicted to rhymes I can't be like me
But I

"Be my victim!"

Man, listen, shit
I did all that shit ‘cause I had to, man
Not ‘cause I wanted to
We're all living to die, right?
I wasn't raised by

Got so many issues so why can't i solve em
Gave up on tryin it's way too much pressure
At this point i settle for feeling so lesser
I might disappear i

live a life of crime
Or you gonna stay on the porch and do good by your people
But your destination is solely up to you
Damnnn
I've been running out

Blood cin't Thicker than Water Lyrics 
Davis Chris & Mr foster 
Verse1 
When Jalisa was 8 years old she was sexually abused 
Seduced by Salacious

by someone else
How could I point fingers at a parent figure
Who didn't figure out the steps to
Parenting apparently and let it trigger
Awful way

Something like that I don't know
I don't know I feel like I should end it off with some fire shit I don't know
You gon hear this lil whore, it's produced by

that's green
Hip Hop Awards twenty seventeen
Turn around say "Oh my god, look at the host
My man Khaled & Mr asahd" (ay)

So-so
I did this last year right?

you[00:51.20]But you don't ever see this paper girl—the way I see it[00:54.00]You gotta be a monster[00:55.16]Just to be sponsored by these cretins[00:56.77]And

smoke we blow that every hour 
I’m from a city where the scent is full of gunpowder  
Get the money and power
I tuck it in my trousers, point and I click