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Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get

of grey dirt 
4 prophets spread the holy gospel of Gods word 
All knowing, all places, intelligent movement 
Symbolised as the goat worshipped by his

had was me
When nobody was by my side
And that's why I
Stay 10 toes till I die
Cuz by now
You should know
It ain't no game up in this hood
You know we

to Harvey

(Dude, you know I ain't runnin')

That swing from Hugh is never too far from me
Yeah you know they all call me Harvey
But my girl ride me like

catch me, can't catch me
Can't catch me, can't catch me

If I can get home by July
I'll have escaped the tears of the sky
I miss those nights with you by

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

her in Houston)
Or maybe in Dallas
Damn she so good all I remember that movement (Uhh, Ho)
And I love how you do it (All day)
Let's get straight too it

first class
No lie
I'm gonna ride
For this life I would die, day ones by my side
East coast pride but were going worldwide
Hold on to that feeling,

Verizon
Calling from the far far east right
A smile that overwhelms
Sharper than sword
Not double edged
To excel
Let's travel the world
No stress mind

This one
Not made
In China
Produced by
My Grandmother, Mina
Her heart was major
Not minor
My grandfather
Never ran
Asunder
I
Miss my Mama
Miss by

Long Thin Dawn

Gordon Lightfoot

The United Artists Collection

1993

to I've had someone to call
From Winnipeg to Edmonton, Vancouver to St. Paul
I've had so many good friends I couldn't miss them all

In that long thin dawn,

Summers here are so damn long and dry
Seems like it lasts through November
Miss them days of drinking with my friends
Many of which I don't remember

I'm goin real hard
To the top yeah I'm goin real far
(Far)
(Hhm)
(Aye, what)
(Yea yea yea yea yeah)
I aint gon front aye
Alive by fucking luck aye

ain’t naming
But, homie, I’m not mad, I wish them luck and them all greatness
But if I’m approached by you and you need a verse from Z
I’m making sure

consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his

my fucking movement
Gotta stay 10 toes cause these niggas plotting
And I gotta keep it real my team know I got it
I came this far so there ain't no

The hustle so
We just moving piece
By piece
Chasing a check
Checkmates and it's
Chess both making
They mess that
Milk get old crying it
Spoiled build destroy

ladas into tree
Whilst Midlanders and Brummies
Die by bollocks to the knee

Let the Welsh choke on their national song
A daffodil in hand
East

nigga
I'mma get mine by any means
Go! Go! Go! Go!

Don't worry about me I'm 'aight
My pockets on take off finna take flight
My momma told me go and get

the best From west to east
My homie and I got a hype movement
Sharp mind - I dont like stupid
It's starting to sound like it's fight music
Sharp knives and I

shoes can't fit your feet
East Dallas to P-T-P, West Dallas to the Kiest
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F
With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue

for spreading the movement that I am moving, it’s the greatest joy
When y’all connect with it
Advocate phenomenal
Hope y’all stick with that message

Send Him Our Love

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day

Tell me, do you miss it when you call me?
Tell me if you miss those midnight drives on the far east
Tell me all your secrets girl, you know I kept it