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sick of me Me and DC got a album, no, I can't be stopped in this shit
No one is on my level, so don't ask for a feature Ain't hoppin' on shit
These

to the ground
No civilians, no doctors around
Who said life is priceless? So far
Your life cost me a pound
One phone call and a 10p text
All of my mandem, link up

Sometimes life dey like a science project
Experimental, oh damn sosket
I think I'm five albums and counting
Just another reason this season my eye red
If

album I'ma come back fitter
Best believe

an album on the way
Winner mentality, nobody hard as me
Bullshit beneath me, they lookin up to me
Heart on ice but I Rod my own Wave
Time is ticking pressure

Yo
Thanks for rocking with me everybody
Making this album was incredible
And it means a whole hell of a lot
Only one thing is this world means more

How You Want It

Big Mike

Hard to Hit

1999

And we ain't even put out an album yet
Know where the holy is
My soul is pure
Ain't no door
To walk out this game of war
I still thank the lord
My

influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is dedicated with much love and many thanks. We will forever cherish your memories

the killers dwell
Now I hope my album sell

To a place where we die for our street
Or we die by police
Mamas watching us get carried away
To a place where we

reason why
Make my word like a signed contract
Its the law to stand by it the gcode back
Thirty two with a tater on  it
Deuce is here killing off your

can hit me
But swiftly
We get it all done
Be back in a jiffy
To look cleaner than a bitch
In my rich, thick muscle
Shinier than shit
G Legend goes by G

I hear it now
I got the spirit of lion in me
I got the eye of the Tiger, I got Zion in me
Yes
Oh you think this a joke?
Well this shit ain't a game

Twas' a summertime feat.
When you were playing Cherub
Gettin' lost to a transient beat (yeah)

Took me by surprise
Like a diamond in my mind's eye

Can I See You?

Sunz of Man

The Last Shall Be First

1998

Yo you couldn't see my with a telescope 
Words to cancer smoke your antidote 
Give me the remote turn them off 
I'll let my album melt your ass

Glenwood Projects

Ill Bill

What's Wrong With Bill?

2004

Life is like a high-jacked airliner, but we managed to win
Back to the crib, breakin up the cats in the brig
Havin a bitch - flashin the tits - While

crush all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed
You faggots got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing
Is 'cause you slave

Inside of my mind This is do or die
Something most ain't ready for
Dreams come to life when the force of luck favors the work performed
I done seen alot of

own lane when I swerve by,
Lines like cocaine mixed like stir fry.
My hooks flame and the verse fire.
See me glowin’ from my third eye. 
Leave my

I'm glamorous
Blood is leaking through my bandages
Hands are burning like I'm Zazarus
You got me swinging like a pendulum
When I fly by, no one's

fives are skillet yeah the skies no limit
She said she's gonna see what I'm on
I said shawty my eyes are different

I'm tryna hop in the DM's she's with

Held me down then switched you disgusting
Niggas real life stank, hella musty bro
Gotta stay up on my toes like Im 'sposed to though
Keep eye for

those nights (Yuh)
I remember those cries (Yuh)
I remember that cabana (Yuh)
I remember those eyes (Yuh)
I remember that arcade (Yuh)
Leaned up by

have thought my ventin'
Would turn to a bizz
Who would have thought the loudest
One was a quiet kid
Who would have thought my album
Would help people

Black tell me what comes to your mind
I look around and I’ll tell you what I find
You know that black cat is bad luck
And black is them bags in them