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Unlike any other guy

He'd tell me not to run
But maybe I should walk
I knew I lived close by
Maybe just a few blocks
I could last until then
And try not

up on me we start dropping shit yeah
21 Feel like a problem kid yeah (Ay)
Cronos do this and Cronos do that (Ay)
Brand new ricks yeah you better move

of the nose
Soul, let 'em know 'bout them blocks that we rose from
Legend in my city, must acknowledge it
I hustle 'fore fightin', head down, they Robinson,

don't fuck with niggaz I'm all alone
The peacemaker, kid off the block I been a cheese chaser
Get off ur ass hit that spot, a couple grand it get got
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Summer Girls

Lyte Funkie Ones

...Baby One More Time: Back to the '90s

2015

Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had a bunch

I'm popping off, no acne
But you coming with me
New kid on the block but I'm ready to conquer the streets,
to conquer the beef!
No hesitation,
Unleash

check it out)

I heard blue black be the new black
They drive and survive, where they do that?
The target on my back where they shoot at
The muscle

down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy,

by too fast

Now were that old couple out on the porch swing
And we sit and watch the new kids movin' in
And those old words come back as we accept

You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin changed -- still _Party and Bulls***_
We used to +F*** R&B B****es+ and see who rhyme

with linguistic rhyme penetrating

Upsided the mind like the burn, of jack of lantern

Attack this, when I smack kids with my tactics

Kill it over

Stella

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

showing niggas her rings
I said bitch, I ain't impressed with that
Why the fuck is every briefcase short by at least ten stacks
We had a mil' in each

Everything

Method Man

4:21... The Day After [LP]

2006

Yeah, yeah, I love math
Yeah, yo, yo

Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the King?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like

Pull up in the car with a new bitch in it
Circle 'round the block
Now I got two bitch in it
Never runnin' out because my juice infinite
I'm just out

rights
Gettin rich but in the process I might die
AKA on my chain I just copped some new ice
I just dropped a album last year with no features
Lot of you

You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme

Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out

that royalty line 
Wrote a album full of loyalty lines, I gets mine 

Heaven rock with me, holler up to Pop, don’t stop with me
Hit the block, sure shot,

Whassup kid you hear that new album _Brains on the Sidewalk_?
Yeah it's FAT right?
Yeah I like that part
MURDER MURDER MURDER, and KILL KILL KILL
Yaknow

high as shit 
N***as on the block 
Slanging Rock 
On some crazy shit 
Ski mask the fashion tip 
Never snitch I plead the fifth 
Did this shit for my kids

No writers block words come To me abundantly
New albums drop with that Same old redundancy
I can flop as myself fake ain't Fun 2 me
Back in the day

safe for kids, now catch me whippin' the zone
Keepin' my eyes on the throne
We trendsetters, hittin' the block and we settin' the tone

Watch how we

Notti a dick he went onna train
Ndot be dissing don't in no pain
Smoking on dotty fucking up my brain
He got lined by a thot now he Sitting wit caine

serving jays getting searched by police hoop games dice games all night flights mane hit the mall early get the new nike's do it i ain't have choice moving