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me think of what I'm tryna sing
I cling to my notebook for closure
The exposure of my lyrics is pulling my fans closer
I'm tryna succeed, I need

I Am What I Am

Chubb Rock

The Mind

1997

Here we go, ha ha
Thou shalt not have no other great one but me
Transcribin my lyrics is the see-h-you-be	
The lyrics that you hear is not his but

"
I'm the truth, I promise you that I won't lie
My favorite rappers' death got me praying to God I don't die
Every lyric is like a line of the coca
Pretty

lyric is mental for me it's easy to bust a rhyme
Make sure you look over your shoulder stepping to Vanilla Man, damn
Man
Ay, here y'all go again
This

how I gather these lyrics with abundant ease
But I put in muscle and grease on my ankles and heels to get it done
But where the money the fame

It's the money the bread cheese
The paper the cash green
The cheddar whatever the name be
I better let the cool change gimme a brain freeze cheese

My

Buckingham Palace

Canibus

Can-I-Bus

1998

Yo, Yo 

Prepare for the worst. This next verse is the face of death 

Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex, 

Illmatic, my lyrical

got it but when they rap we don't get it
The vision always faded your lyrics is outdated
A menace to the city you're just like Dennis acting silly
I'm

care cause this music gon hire me
They talking down but dont know im aspiring 
Promise my lyrics is just like a diary yeah 

You ever wanted you a milly

the right ones
Imma find a lil cutie 'til the night done
A nice guy but my lyrics is so disrespectful
I respect her, I caress her cuz I know she special
She

tell who the leader
Ironic they sleep on the kid
But envy the dreamers
My bars too high
They go over yo head
Cuz all of my lyrics is rigor
Carrying

still at the bottom but fuck it let's toast
All of my lyrics is stuck in your head like its neuropsychology
I swear to God I'm a prodigy quit all your

y'all be cappin on records
Its a bad habit
Best thing bout having ya own lane
Its no traffic
Not just for the streets
These lyrics is for the masses
Tryna

those eye
That I knew you was the one for me
I want you in my life

It's your birthday
Read these lyrics
It is worth it
Shes the one
Beauty so perfect

flows is dope
His lyrics is clean
The bars is hitting the chest
I been in the deep like
Being me's just not what it seem like
N'd ima be safe running

down on my fucking name while I sit here and meditate 
I'm early never showing up late 
Lyrics is locked in the cage 
It's lyrical lemonade 
It's pent up

history with every word that I'm spitting
Every lyric is critical
Every syllable on a mission
'Til it's vodka cap pain to popping caps off the champagne

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and I'm grandiose, bow to the king 'fore you're comatose
They diagnosed cirrhosis , my lyrics lIke sclerosis
One week to get to necrosis then man It's

real, shout him out, shout him out
Fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me
My lyrics is out of this galaxy
If you out of touch with reality
You may mistakenly thing

a game
But Y'all I ain't here to play
I'm here to pave the fucking way bitch and shit on your name
It's so insane all the things that be popping out my

is produced in vivid form
My lyrics mine, and your lyrics is more exquisite corpse
I walk the plains with a rigid sword and a vision warped
And treat

Best to Worst

Shaquille O'Neal

You Can't Stop the Reign

1996

your recognition 

be in the ignition first gear 

I'm gone 

had the best to the worst confess my lyrics is strong 



Verse 1: Shaq  Peter

smuggle my EP to make money overseas

We fighting in the mountains like Fidel and his troops
Now we marching down the hills, my lyrics Is bullets
And I won