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know about all the shit that we be on
But look, you lifted, this ain't what you used to
Niggas be waiting, I'm still in your mentions
Niggas get

This Life Forever

Jay-Z

Black Gangster

1999

I was like Fresh 
Poppa raised me to chess moves 
And though your gone I'm not bitter you left me prepared 
We got divided by the years, but I got

the fuck goin'
Bruh my nigga, we startin' a movement
(You damn right) now listen, I can't spit
(He ain't lyin', he is not him)
Aye, but these niggas though?

Gotit gon' get 'em a load 
Zip it, hush, no tellin', nigga (this ZaZa)
Or you gon' get hushed by the pole 
You fold, we bendin', we come out

swimming in, like a shark
Hip-hop heads never die
We multiply then dominate
(Visualizing the realism of
Life in actuality) c'mon this sound, it had
To come

Fish In Dirty Water
(Spooner Oldham) adapted by Barbara Blue
My friends all ask me why I keep you around
They don't know no no no know what my bait

from Vietnam 
I crucify 'em, like Muslims murdering Jews from Jerusalem 
Now who's the supreme lyricist? You can't seize this 
When I die, my name'll

smelling like a boss
Me no want no beef unless it's in ofada sauce
15k hair cream to make my dada gloss
Know sey we go ball before we mud (of course)
Pain is

Yeah that’s that bitch she gon ride and get jiggy with the clip past her to the team what the bitch get flipped u can meet me by the side we gon

cross up with my slime
Cause they don't really act like that
The camera can't blat like that
This ain't no movie, my lifestyle amazing
I kept my head down

to nobody else

And I couldn't believe it

I just had to find out for myself

There's some things in this world

You just can't explain



The old man lived

accessories
I'm like Cosby for the bills, I need mills like Stephanie
Pussy niggas can't stand next to me, I've got dope and ecstasy
Keep 'em floating like

Saviorz Day

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

head makes a soft ass
And never spoilt, feel me? word up

[Hook]

[Hell Razah]
We spend our lives in the ghetto 
Enslaved by the plague of the devil
In

up, hold up, wait a minute, motherfucker

Ugh! I pull in your hood in a brand new Wraith (like skrr)
Tell your bitch "Fall back, nigga", we ain't got

just can't lose when I was
Young I was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though you're gone, I'm not bitter
You left me prepared
We got

lookin' small like we made 'em compressed
My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February
Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary
This

right mind
Murder running in my veins like a pipeline
You could be the body on the
News that they can't find
Nothing left but a finger in
A mason jar

on the way
Up on the Hill
Where we all roamed together
As birds of a feather will do
Singing and playing
The songs of the ages
Like we had nothing to prove
Up

on TV"

One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime

Wake Up

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Chronicles

1999

from Vietnam 
I crucify 'em, like Muslims murdering Jews from Jerusalem 
Now who's the supreme lyricist? You can't seize this 
When I die, my name'll

the path forward. And we must meet this moment as the United States of America.

If we do that, I guarantee we will not failed. We have never, ever, ever,

And by any cost coughing cuz we geeking out
You'll need a coffin cuz that caption says no geeks allowed
Peep the crown
Fucking up a check off just that

on a daily
Keep this bitch lit you'll think that it's Vegas
Know how to grind know how to be patience
I'm with my bros and we coming like Masons
When I'm in

like me 

you can pick a place and we can finally meet 
cause you aint neva eva eva meet a g like me 
neva eva eva meet a g like me 
neva eva eva meet