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Does she have the fever, coursing through her veins?
It's changing her demeanor,
makes her "Supa" crazy. Flailing her arms about a crowded
scene

I told them quit the capping bruh, I ain't with all that actin
I got some vulture tenants round me i ain't so happy bout it
I keep this thang around

motherfucker,
Cuz I be running shit, 
I'll grip my first bag and I won't fumble it,
I'm stuck to it, stiff arm, cash in for six
I'm 22 with Tennessee, boy I'm

it's action
Aye
Only 16, he ain't got no green
So tell me how this youngin be on the scene
It's simple, you see
You gotta believe that you gotta

case
I had to run my race
So you know that
Boy, it ain't no way
I can't hold back
Pre-Madonna
Make it mine now
For the time I'm
Not a liner
No drama

No pretender
I'm contender winning in the race
She poke face   and I'm a ace of spade
I collect my chips today

Jack of all trades when it comes

a bird,
Because you fulla sherm,
And by the way, fuck what u heard boy

[Hook (2x)]

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

My nigga fuck it what u heard
You need to find out

thing
And its the only thing i know now
Aint come for second place boy i came to shut the show down
Right there in the latch boy i hope thats where it go

I know this nigga petty, but all this because of weed Ain't nobody gonna deny it, man, this nigga planned this scene
CK boy you ready, we gon' knock

I was chosen
When I pulled out the rarri the doors look like they was broken
I ain't new to this shit see all them foreigns I done drove it
If you

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

feelings make me shout 'em out
Forgive the people that wanna blame everything on rap music
If they didn't live it they can't relate or even adapt to it

They don't understand, the way you survived, wit 9 lives & still can
The shit had to do to get by, & still Stand...
The way the niggas lie, & ain't

Real As It Gets

Jay-Z

Best Trappers Alive

2009

yeah I'm rare, I'm aware that I'm rare
I rap and I'm real, I'm one of the few here
These other boys lyin', I wonder if y'all care
Their stories out this

I got that money inside of my wallet
I got some money she don't care don't want it
Just fall into my arms bae why you been ruinin?
Searching for your

ain’t been the one for fussin
You don’t want this smoke I’m fentanyl it ain’t gon be no puffin
No discussion put on for my city and stay off the scene

the crackers
Didn’t take what others made
Guess that’s the case with all this music ain’t it
Yea yea yea
With the quickness
Coming in slick
On my arm is a thick

here gettin lean
Yeah I'm running out of time there ain't enough hours in a week.
Time... Passed Me By...
I Still... Dream...
Time It Pass Me By...
This

to the system

Ain't ruled by no Queen in Britain

This is how we feel, just deal never kneel

Can't be a yes man if you're real

I need a war boy

I need a war

leave you hanging
Dangle by yo arms, stay calm
I got people all surrounding
We all laughing till you fall
Say I'm toxic?
You can give my ass a call
That's

The Hidden Hand

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena [LP]

1998

Only if he had one love, trust for liberty 
This world would be a better place, get what it takes 

In a race to racism replace the snake in em 
Bad

chillin' with the gang
Ran it up with the bros, how you gon' tell me I changed
This chopper on me gonna spray
Most of you niggas be fake
I'm doin' the race

Arise

Mr. Lif

Enters the Colossus

2000

All justified by laws made by the legislature
You never say 'cause that claim they aims to
Seek justice but ain't it a shame
That that isn't the case

come clean, this ain't therapy
Knowing who we are, always going so far, leaving your accessories
Ubers outside, we're just having fun, you just say boy

all for it
She gon ride for the boy till the wheels fall off
She don’t call off
She feel my heart
And she feel my spark
She a real life God
She a real