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Mic Check

Juelz Santana

Back Like Cooked Crack, Pts. 1 & 2

2005

patient,been anxious,now I here for bring back me the greatness (yes) da rap
Ali,jab I weave then come back with da same jab times three,I blow smoke

I have stunted my youth
So tell me everything but leave out the truth
And maybe then I will see that it's all not as bad as it could be
You can call

I bring back the rhythm
I can't make a decision
Might be indecisive
The air is divisive
It's derivative
Can't make a decision with
Being all

get a shit blowin'
I hit the album, that shit really borin'
They sleepin' on me, I can hear the ass snorin'
SRT, it's a cat, but it roars

Ridin' round

rolling blunts in the back 
I'm just going to tell it like it is, ex military never ever been a scary nigga staying on my biz
On the grind is how I live is

A while ago
I found myself in bloody exhaust grease
London again with an all-consuming urge
To hunt for two rare things: back
Issues of NME rumored

On to the next, keep looking pass me
I quarterback my status with you 
And now you running back 
We started you was so attached 
Time went by we unnatached 
Rewind

old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed

Big Brother

Kanye West

Graduation

2007

old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed

That's cruel i'm Chris Hansen
Please grab a stool
If you wanna play me for a fool
Do a 720 mil and grab a land in the pool
Commander the cool luke with

I was obstinate
But then my poppa split so
Why be the opposite?
The judge sentenced me said
I don't respect authority
Yeah, probably true, ask

That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent

The 50th Law is based on the following

going back

I get overwhelmed
Nerves maxed out like a credit card
I just wanna float
You don't the sun gon fall over by the moats
But it's still gon shine

Yea, I got to get back up
Get my stacks and racks, Ammo
They had knocked me down
I got to get back up, Get my stacks and Racks
Back up, No I can't

to be 
To make you love me again


Written by Chris O’Gorman
Vocals & Guitar – Chris O’Gorman

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

find, just us

It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get

know me
They just throw me off by asking for favours
And soon as I gave 'em
They put me on the shelf 'till they need other ones later
And you can say

on yo bitch back to back swinging my pendant
BMW riding in a coupe only one bitch fit
Picked yo hoe up to go get lunch from Ruth Chris
Rolling up za za

to fling me with a fucking noob,
He's playing as Chris, he's a fucking fruit,
There's something gay in my own backyard...
Who ya gonna call?
CHRIS

to fling me with a fucking noob,
He's playing as Chris, he's a fucking fruit,
There's something gay in my own backyard...
Who ya gonna call?
CHRIS

shocked
Auto mechanic, I'm gettin' yo hood popped
Smacking the shit out the dope like Chris Rock
I drink some Henny and bring me the dog out
Free all my