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Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

whether it’s day or night/


I’m own boss I didn’t finish school/
Who is yo boss you should introduce/
I been the dude,
Full length no interlude

Love in my heart my girl by side
Push button to start got gas in my ride
Not passing the j don't ask if I'm fried
Driving sober saves lives
That's

Milestones next step I book a stylist
I'm coming up undercover climbing up the ranks
I show the gratitude I live my life by giving thanks
I take my

before we had stepped in
The function was as live as a corpse
Make money off code I dunno about Morse
I'm hungry for success
So I know I need more
What's

to Beats by Dre, ey
I'm an old-school mixed with new school type of rapper
It's so cool
I would make a song during quarantine,
So I'm pretty sure it's no

Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really

I'M NOT THE SAME

Written by: J. Robinson, J. Holliday
Performed by : The Bizczar Sinista

Chorus 1 4x
I'm different than these other rappers

I'm

on the road though
I live by the code, I carry the load
I'm running in Slow Mo
I'm not the goat, no
But I'm on the road though
I live by the code, I carry

knocker
And if I like what I'm seeing I shove my bell backer
Now baby you know who I be
It's the F-ing J and G
Type of the flow so crazy amazingly flavory

Just look around
I'm by myself with all this
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist
But they don't the difference regardless
Cause they don't keep up
You gotta

Gimmie the Mic

Trae

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

I can wreck that hoe
It's Jay'Ton, in this bitch with that boy J-Mo

[T2]
I'm J'd up, you can tell by my clothes
I'm iced up, cause my whole body

Oh! It's a party up in here now, shakalaka! (nasty)
It's real eh J yeah, true story (yeah)
Ballers wanna be rappers
Rappers wanna be ballers 

I

Kelly
Eating these rappers, they live in my belly
Eating these beats and they
Looking like jelly
I am the shit don't get mad if I'm- (Ugh)
Bitches like

cuz how I entered how I'm endin' it/
And thats word to every written on J-Money's fuckin walls/
Whether we rapping or we scrapping you get clapped

DOT!
No court case we don’t show face
That Bally up when the sun set
The pressure on you like pascal
I light the zoot Im no rasta
They chinged your

the mic
I
Kick it like sand in eyes
I
Spit 'cause I plan to shine
And still won't quit
When I pass my prime
As long as I live I'mma act alive

I'm a student

ohh
I remember looking like a kid in a cage
Yet, surrounded by these animals
Twice my age
J needed me and T to be a runner
Said we'd be protected by

(Still alive)

[Shabaam Shadeeq]
Aiyyo, freak that, I'm leavin rappers hangin like kiddybacks
Or hats on coat racks, I'm rough like porcupine backs
Smack

inherits light
I wanna take a chance roll a pair of dice
And if i roll doubles that be very nice
But i'm real plagued by this wary mind
And feeling real

Can I Live

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

Can I live?
Hell yeah but you still gon die
C'mon nigga you a thug
But I'm still gon cry
And you done learned off experience
I'm still gon ride

Can I Live

The LOX

We Are the Streets [Clean]

2000

Can I live? Hell, yeah but you still gon' die
C'mon, nigga, you a thug but I'm still gon' cry
An' you done learned off experience, I'm still gon'

around and be a clown
If they be calling me a soundcloud rapper I guess I should live it
I guess I should live it, god damn I'm livid
About all shit

clow by the beast
Oceany black link and hella black clouds
And when I'm on the prowl, you neva hear me growl
Cause when it's time to attack, these