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should’ve know by now,
Next thing Up in your bitch
No flexin 
Old school tip 
Don’t give me that awkward eye 
I’m Conceited bastard 
You ain’t shit 

(Kid

scored in her pitch, fantastic
4 times in a night, blazed her back in
Aight' cool, lemme' show how I started with it
All puzzled and shit, like
Do I really

Make Me Wanna Holla

Esham

Closed Casket

1994

a black man
God damn
It makes me want to holla

chorus

[Esham]
I'm still feelin funny ways
On them sunny days when my honey plays
The money stays
Days go

YOUR BITCH stay
Where HER lip plays
Better learn where YOUR BITCH lay
Wifin' up a Hoe, Is a wrong move
All it shows is, HER past history, IS fuckin' with

don't fuck with me, need no bap Claiming they rush it, I got in my laps
I'm smooth on niggas, Ryan the God, I be cool on niggas
Think you play me, you

but now they want ride the wave
Damn it's a damn shame
You need to stay in yo lane
We all on the same road, all go our different ways
Venting all in my

prayer out of schools
We fail to realize that they breaking all of the rules we confused by the television, radio, and gossip
Sit back relax and listen

crippin
4 tr3 on my side is a true livin
Do not stay on my side if you move in it 
You ain't safe on my side, you can't move wit us
When I say ima ride
I

now time to sing
Y'all better cool it like it's winter
Sticking to you like a splinter
WesT didn't interrupt jack
Disrespect the boys, and we clap back

I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from it
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
I got secrets
when I

I walk up to my school with a gun in my backpack
I look at the smiling faces and started heading back
If I'm taking anyone's life I'll be taking my

You Know What I'm About

Lord Finesse

From the Crates to the Files: The Lost Sessions

2003

[Lord Finesse]
Check it out, for those that know me
Ya wonder why I always play low key
I know I got people and fans that like me
But all the noise

to the center of gravity
We need to keep it cool so we can live life so lavishly
I'm done with the screaming with no meaning
With that its a tragedy
Don't waste

Different color hue stunned (Houston) my eye, no Whitney

Lookin' blue in this room, it's trippy No lie, think them shrooms jus hit me
Nigga seein' all type

benny
Ya dig me play ya part first girl Im no simp
I Might full time if I like your attempt
Last one got sent all talk no intent
I like a homebody stay

the bitch livid

Yeah
Business loans and
Historic homes
You know what time
We fucking on
Been tipsy
Off whiskey from Hong Kong
Before Hova put it in the song

goodness
Stay in school kids

guessing like battleship
But you can play by yourself 
I'm done wit the games
I got to leave it on the shelf 
I don't wanna meet no strangers no more
Every

Mom and pop tunes was soothing
I fell in love with the sound of music
My daughter sitting on my lap, I play a track, and she vibin to it
Nod her head

mad people losing sleep
Over debts that they've owed for weeks
Fears that kids are back to school next week
Still no uniform it should have been bought

ruined it
But they misconstruing it
Wack ass rappers couldn't rhyme 
And y'all was cool with it
DJs can't fade, unoriginal producers and
Failure even

If I pull up great Depression
Let me school y'all class in session
Swear they take my lines and say they don't do larson
But this beat's the single

more role
신발 벗고 알아둬
모세처럼 내가 누군지 말해줘
Eeny-meeny-miney-mo catch a motherfucker by the toe
Caught your bitch by the toe
나무에서 매달려 Robin Hood처럼
Imma light it

walking round the states
And stay create all through the trips in
Ain't afraid to say my name
I create and show
Man watch my business

I've been growing