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The Knock (Drums of Death), Pt. 2

UNKLE

Psyence Fiction

1998

the A-1 sound
Ounce by ounce and pound for pound
Got the shit that's out of bounds
The beat's on time and I hope you feel
Nice and complete like a happy

just didn't do enough now
I just wanna know, where do I go  

Looking back im sortn feeln different 
At the Guns n roses shirt I wore last night 
I know

Change

Lloyd Banks

Rotten Apple

2006

short, all kind of toast
Boy I done left shit trails all around the coast
To places you gettin' 'round by boat
I get a pound, I smoke, I put it down,

rocking Off-White (b-b-before that)
Water color ice, I call it Walter White (nice)
Walk with me like a dog might (mmm)
I got forty-four bulldogs, you

Sneakin' Up On Ya [LP Version]

Fu-Schnickens

Breakdown

1994

the Glove, but nice with the shots
Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow
(The sun will come out!) Yeah tomorrow, tomorrow
I bet ya bottom

On My Way

Machine Gun Kelly

Lace Up

2012

They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood
Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood
So I light it up, for them Friday night lights

to be a killer (New York Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (got your boy in the booth nigga)
You ain't hungry
Matter of fact I don't want you in my

he's amble
2 kill who eva on the run
Live and die wtih the gun
He layin up wita Bun
She sucks em up till he cums
500k n the duffle bag back 2 loadin them

half n' half
Well, the boy moved north and he found a wife
The mountains shook, Carolina cried
If you live close by, you'll hear James Taylor sing
But

the block

Since black rose since kairi Chanel

Learned to channel my voice,

The game gettin fake n it’s easy to tell


I come from a city of doers

cowboys of the starry night eye

Havoc on the stage, (excess from a cage)
Runnin' round like fire, (burning up a rage)
Naughty or nice, (don't ask me twice)

the babblin’
I evolved passed God, boy you a paladin
I move nice, illuminated, illuminati
The tommy gun ‘ll swiss cheese yo’ whole body
Palm strike, can’t

in love with little Jeannie
From the champagne side of town
Lured by a bad boy
With pimples and some reefer
The rest is history
Is the word around
Took

Let’s- Let’s talk money i talk that
I I I talk that let me- Let me- Let me talk-

Uhhhhhhh! Money by the ton
Bricks from crumbs billionaire from nothin

Lifestyle
Please don't play I'm not te nice oo
St. Nick check for naughty nice oo
I dey buss my gun I don't dey fight oo
All black my fit like thief

wingtips
Kissing all them young boys goodnight
Damage done soliloquy high-water gash
Fire hose rose walls I need a little cash

Swimming in her boxcar

Root rose above it so I can,

Sit back n laugh, relax
With a spliff in my hand,

Pour it in the sand for the mans
We just tryna stack a hundred grand

forreal?
Why the fuck would you try my gang? Drive by aim
That nigga walkin' we ride by lames
Boy I'mma find where your grandma stay
Play no games but we

One for Peedi Crakk

Beanie Sigel

Paid in Full [Universal] [Soundtrack]

2002

[Peedi Crakk]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly
Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs
People

Stacking up profit
Boy 1 thang about it
It's never a problem wit getting this cash

Need a new coupe
Chop the top off the roof
Wit the push button

Awooooo
Chale we ready
We ain't going nowhere
Going nowhere, yeah
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
Level up here by any means

Closed till New Years
Like a canopy belying Guns
N Roses over anarchy
Convulsing on the bassinet hooked
To the 2D scroller
And shook in a boozy muller with

clothes all on my body
I got the drip that you can’t even order (Uh uh)
I got a n***a right by my side (Yea!)
And you know he keep the burner
I got n

I hang with some killers who walkin' with sticks N***a, you dead if you played me
We ain't shootin' out cars, n***a, we walkin' up, boy, get hit with