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sometimes they just too bright, I can never stand right next to them
But if you wanna stand up, stand proud, you can put down
Don't be shook now, tryna go by

Couldn't tell you why I wasn't doing things right
Your brothers looked at me to shine bright
Nah, I ain't finna stop on a green light
Man, you watched me

condemned you to hell
Well I know what they did to you was straight wrong
Gotta pray through your pain that they don't stay wrong
Aye, That's what Jesus did

pressed 
Got you stressed 
Watch me flex 



I been dreaming bout this shit 
Before I practiced confidence 
Don’t gas me with your compliments 
You hating

yo damn time if you thinking of breaking mines
Cause i dont ball like nobody Im just being me
In my air force ones and my phat farm jeans
Mix my dope

chew these MC's like Charles
By the the Ton
But it don't match the rush I feel
When we become one
I see you queen in my dreams
It wasn't nothing obscene

Wasted

Twiztid

A New Nightmare

phone
I don't give a fuck, though
Hand me a Dixie cup and a Red Bull
And I'mma mix it up with something special to make ya head go
Ooo wee ooo wee,

flee
Now stop tell me what you see
What your guns are for?

Shot fire shot that you missed
Love crushed love like a bug in your fist
From the abyss
Punch

in a tube sock and its green light how it don't stop
Need stitches, post op, old cop like you post op
Make it clap and hit every spot, toes tummy to ya

Sacrificing all my fashion for these songs
Mix your passion and your talent you'll get gone
And better keep that seat-belt fastened it's gon' be long
No I don't

you clapping, asking
Fuck it I'm telling you
Otherwise sparing you
Hope you get the message when you see that I ain't mailing you
Niggas be lying dont

boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is

boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is

you've seen your mother with a broken nose, don't ever chat to man about your feelings
I wouldn't have joined a gang if I really had my family
My face

I can kick it like a movie tho
Pick up the work
An I can move it ho
You ain't never been on a cruise before
Stop lying to yourself
You over

a smoke session
Music's my obsession
Try to stop me, catch aggression
Show expression, repossession
Of my time and mind
That you would take away from me
It

I'll make you open up your jaws
-- I'll speak my mind, yeah I'll be that one
You call me crazy, but it's just for fun
-- I don't need your approval, I'll

Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's

again
By win I don't  lose
Born for greatness
I'm the greatest
If you're late then this was doomed

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood

Quality Control

Jurassic 5

...For Persons with DJ Abilities

2000

to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood when we groove and prove

Always there when you need me
Not just when it's just convenient
Give it your all When you mean it
No one told me it'd be easy

Only feel myself

different models where the party yo
I feel like Mario you hardly know Rosario
Come sit passenger coupe and feel motor go
Don't be in shock im really cool I

of compounds you can never combine
When I sped up in rhymes, then you better rewind
Otherwise it might go mess up ya mind
Got 'em jazzy grooves, but don't expect