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Cold New Yorkin'

King Sun

Righteous but Ruthless

1990

afraid to meet me
Some try to greet me, and then try to diss me
Behind my back when their girls can't resist me
It's only right that I get my props
Cause I

realize
You could never come for my spot
Now you tryna get next to me
I know how it goes
Now you tryna get next to me
Cus am booked for shows
That fake

the home you want to go to
But you just can't stay here
Do I sound neurotic?
Why would you ask me?
My mirror's getting cloudy, I can't trust what I see

I Can't Get Next to You

The Satin Tones

Tribute to Norman Whitfield

1996

I can turn back the hands of time,
You better believe I can, oh I
You see I can take the season's change just by waving my hand, let me say I
I can

prepared for finiteness
But my fate has taken my soul
Step by step, I have fear of my realization
I can feel - there is sunlight
- it gives me consolation
I

about the day you've had
You'll get staunched by a 4 foot bald bloke
No joke, Coz my pole you'll smoke till you croke
You hair is a shitty hoax, you ain't

not wait to fall in love.
Seen a few crazy things with my pretty green eyes.
I ain't afraid to talk about how far we're goin' by night
I'm arriving in

life
Since us old things found in attics
Tend to surface by surprise
But just know that as I write this
I am only thirty two
With your mom all super

a lay up
Getting faded if you stay down we gon' stay up
Shit I feel amazing
I'm just tryna get it straight like a dentist
Me and all my hooligans run

get biz with my name on the marquee
Make me bring out the Bulls fitted, black hoodie, and Barkleys
Went out to the store, bought a loose and a quarter

niggas can flow my way
Control my wave so gohead n hate cause yall way too old n yall way too late so off my plate don’t touch my fame cause it come wit

show means nothing to me[00:28.77]All those moments meant none to me[00:30.16]Comedy is trash never laughed[00:31.69]I find that shit

chauffeurs
I should be back to my old ways
Cutting with baking soda
Have that factory line i don't wanna tease
But my tension like add
Can he speak can he even

Crimson/Crimson II [Continued]

Edge of Sanity

When All Is Said

2007

be blind
To overthrow my wicked reign
And throw me to the pit of time
Cast me to the crimson flames
Thou shalt bar the doors of hell
Incant these words

feel it
Old habits die hard, bitch ask Bruce Willis
'Cause see, this is my life
I'm just doing what I got to
And everybody from your hometown is

shit
Vacate wherever I want right by the pool and shit
Niggas knocking on my door They being rude and shit
Sign say do not disturb that's word

myself you’re oldYou can take care of your own lifeBut I’d feel aloneIf the tables were to turn my way
Should’ve been attentive like you called my

could hear her talkin' behind me
And as if by chance
She was tryin' to describe
A song I knew well the Leonard Cohen song
About the Chelsea Hotel

And I

dois!!! (AAAAAAAAAAAAH)
They tryna keep me in prison
I'm always crazy, keep in grave, do you wanna sleep, lady?
Cause i'm stand a bit lazy, sharpening my

Complaining about the same old things
But nah, uh-uh, I don’t want no change
Only God can judge me, so that’s my excuse to stay the same
I got a question for

I was thinking
Maybe pull me from the afterlife
Scenes of my mother grieving
Ion know it's luck or a deeper reason
Fleet the fight we call life
I was

n don't get beat
Was it Me again? I think not
There must've been a gun up in that 
Old broken down backseat.. 
Drive, gotta bank to rob,
Ain't sparin

videogames
Got 2 tattoos because of those days
Don't remember any of the rage
By all the good times, it was outweighed
Showed me the music I listen to
Papa

Well, I don't make any promises anymore but for you, I'd make an exception
Just let me have your attention, a moment
Maybe you'd notice, my motive