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And, uh Yo, this Yahoo mother fucker, whatever the fuck his name is Said I, literally said I rhymed "rhymes" with "chimes" "Sucker free, confidence
should have rhymed it with rhyme ain't we been here before Ain't my principal told me that I can't rap at that show Then I rapped at that show, simple
blank, the line un-rhymed You ever wonder what's the big fuss For everyone be on time What's the big deal, why do they feel The need to have us marching
I'm burnt out on some empty reasons And other wastes of time Something that I wish I'd said But I don't think it rhymed Someday you never made it
argue What happened to the kisses, and, "Why, how are you?" Forgot about the times when I rhymed when I bathed you Dreams was the only little things
the hoop-a-la Let me find out you rhymed out designed out Pullin dimes out then climb out, for time out I'm at the free throw, playin ball, or cee-lo, I keep
I rhymed with Big Pun That's ightt get the hate off ya chest You a rap con artist not a Kanye West (I AINT DEAD!) Streets prounounce me dead [x6] I
shoulda tapped in But he blind to the facts in What the album, track one Time for some action Pass time for the last time I rhymed in this fashion True
was too complex when Nas rhymed I was the only Compton nigga with a "New York State of Mind" Inside the dope house bottlin' up sherm, bangin' The Firm
was too complex when Nas rhymed I was the only Compton nigga with a "New York State of Mind" Inside the dope house bottlin' up sherm, bangin' The Firm
places Seen the look of love on many mad faces When I rhymed about the time And not the paper chases People all over the world given mad respect
of the times every time that I speak A song and it rhymed, it was mine every week What a time, an incline God was shinin' on me now I can't leave And now I'm
through tissue Should have never rhymed this cause I miss you I make plus cash Y'all little niggas can't fuck wit Drag Got the chain out So it's
that this one knew That one is N9ne, you brung his time to everyone and rhymed All though some is blind you brung his lines to the sun and shined
Don't nobody move And I mean biz One dumb hero Tried to step I pulled out my mic I rhymed him to death Other emcees wouldn't Put me on So I took over Now
just a preview Let's get it on again y'all [Verse 1: Nas] I designed it - rhymed it - flow classic You askin' - who am signed with? The real deal is
clown Black out, back out like a flimsy blouse Fuck a track out, like racing outside, pussies chalked outline Niggas can't be outshined, out rhymed or out
argue What happened to the kisses, and, "Why, how are you?" Forgot about the times when I rhymed when I bathed you Dreams was the only little things
and take this, Carpe Diem! World without end, Carpe Diem! You'll be inventor, Carpe Diem! Invention, letter, earth, wind, Carpe Diem! Rhymed like
Let me find out you rhymed out designed out Pulling dimes out then climb out, for time out I'm at the free throw, playing ball, or cee-lo, I keep
Tried to write you a love song In the middle of the night Everything rhymed, but it didn't feel quite right Anyway, that's all we need Is another
And rhymed orange with Rosalie Now there's a pride of lions to draw to
the church, how God let you lie like that? Who 'scribed you for? 'Cause you ain't never rhymed like that So how the fuck you gon' tell me that chick is
the yo I never rhymed like this I think I'm tripping, no I'm high, no I'm throwed Well all I know is that my world is super slow I like this better,
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