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a pork chop meal and we all dead body
With extra gravy nigga, bottles said he couldn't save me nigga
Ya man done tried to grab the gun and made me killa,
M.C.s out there ya better stand clear EPMD is a world premier From
New York
straight talk America's best Cold Wild Long Island is where we rest
might take a little drink
Yeah I might spin yo block
Yeah I might shoot and not think
Yes you know what I mean
Shit better you than me
Shit pop louder
me one better than Christ and it's him I'll serve
But you can't, and I'm not
And you won't, so just stop
Feeling shaken; your thing is breakin';
He need to take his cheese and invest in rappin lessons
Or catch one for free right here on me
Or catch me late Friday night on 92.3
I wonder how it would be
If a woman made as much or even more than me
There's a thing called equality that's been lacking in this world
It is messed
true, 'cause deep down I'm still a G
And I don't wanna come between you and your man
Even though I know I'll treat you better than he can
Girl, I
Pastor
Frustrated cause I'm calling out to God but I can't hear when He answers
He said God is something more than a pattern
The Holy Spirit has intention
gotta' get this shit by any means ain't no option
Kai be lazy off that wocky that's why he always be nodding
I got me a thick lil' bitch I told her make it
ether, he about to leak feces
Wipin' up the streets with her, get em' grr
Reminiscing the wako,
Take hoes, and put 'em in the box, they may chose, I hate
the monkey's constipated
I'm curious, ya'll who fucks got me serious
Is time running out?
Are his rhymes running out?
Who knows? Will he be there
When the crew
protection from 87 coppers
I wanna go gold even better platinum
If you wanna be a star you gotta kill yourself, man
It's the truth step back, take a look
your plea
I'll make you free, a couple things that you can take from me
And make you see like Martin Luther when he chased his dreams
I'm chasing g's
cowards won't do it
You think it is a diss, you self centered bid', threw shit
Aye, I am no better than you and you are no better than I
Aye, it's not
of love
We're better able to lend a hand
Son, I gotta do more than just take my brother by the hand
I've gotta look into his heart and try to help him
through life off medicine slowly
It ain't no two guys
That's better than brodie
It ain't no two guys that's better than us
Huh, all I know is gang, so
he shows out his true colors
Allow me to speak through the Mic
This is the only way to bypass for I surpass
Poverty made me grind hard in class for
true, 'cause deep down I'm still a G
And I don't wanna come between you and your man
Even though I know I'll treat you better than he can
Girl, I
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
a Buddhist
I ain't a New Jack nobody goin' Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi Knight
The more space I get the better I
a Buddhist
I ain't a New Jack nobody goin' Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi Knight
The more space I get the better I
make my ten toes fold
My life going swimming, way better than pictured
I won't let them drown me no way
Going in Circles like Malcolm, like Miller
These
more times than Sinead O'Connor
Huh huh, cool, like Butthead and Beavis
Truer than the Mack but I'm downer than he is
And that police chief named
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