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Never let that pressure get to me again
Never felt better without in my head
Never letting others underneath my skin
Never been better, never been

can't get along
Why my grandma had to die before I could get her on a song (Damn)

I remember your last moments
We all miss you

I'm okay being alone so

no fucks
That bitch annoying man please shut up
Glock on me and I keep it tucked
If you walk by me yo chains get took
Want no smoke cause you fold like

I’m winning ain’t it funny how I’m up
In a minute ima double all my bucks
It be tricky tryna find someone to trust
Need a glizzy by my side that gun’ll

Taped Conversation
The streets wanna know
What young buck gon do
How how Young Buck gonna respond

If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me

a good
Buck"  
And to that, I gotta say
That your life must suck
If you really that kind of a schmuck 
What the actual heck
What's next?
I see couples

without having bad grades or a bad test

This is my life (life) this my fight (fight)
Gotta stay strong live long no strife (strife)
This year bites but it

Like This and Like That

Monica

Miss Thang

1995

on without you
Gotta find another in me
You say you want me
Then you better show me 
Come 'on and get to know me 
And then you will find that I want you

Big Willie

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By

cos of me

I step with the Holy ghost
Praying for his grace in my life to explode
See, I just wanna get to heaven
So I pray without ceasing that's 24-7

complications
And then I do my Tekashi dance
Shmurda was the case that they gave me
Dear God, it's me and little Layzie
We was robbin' niggas without no

misguided by wind
And the trends of men
And unnecessary steep holes
D-evils, get it, devils
Satan Knievel
People are really so into this
Knowing a demon is

bit warm? Just give me the rest And we won't stay long, get my rec nas gone Just shrug and play along, I'd love to stay long But I've got to slay them

me they gonnaz get
A mouth full of Glock motherfucker)
Haha Buck buck
Haha 13 cases and we still can't trade places
We gotta get up out of here
Know

I'm fighting Satan forever
I'm not down with the dude
He taking me for a fool
I talked to the King of Kings
He been showing me things
I'm tapping

who wanna get in it
Man, this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
Let me make it

LABELS AIN’T GOTTA LET ME IN, BET MY WRIST GOING….

I GOT A 100 THOUSAND BITCHES, I DON’T GET LONELY…

AND I ALWAYS KEEP IT A BUCK LIKE FIF HOMIE….

I HANG

Rap Game's Hijacked

Ice-T

VI: Return of the Real

1996

and watch rap get done
And my brothers ain't gettin' none
A nigga like me has gotta spit game
Nigga, get that cash flow. 
Fuck that muthafuckin fame

taken
By the God who became person
Alright now I crossed the surface 
Let me get to the immersion 
Underwater we done surfing 
God intended music to be

up some pay, you can call me a hoarder
Side bags goin' forty-five, we get this shit imported

Steeple hunnid, pack the gym like I'm Kobe and Jordan

a couple bucks to run a few errands
I waited on niggas to come along but I done stopped caring
Crossing state-lines going 60 hitting Texarkana
I got some

Ballin like Bledsoe, I play with them bucks
Straight out the south, so don't play with me bruh
All of these checks, Nike calling me up
I took em off, I did

language and these bad words
But that Candace Owens bitch get on my last nerve
How you gon' tell me that what we witnessed on TV wasn't murder
When we

Pour me something I gotta ignite
I roll up some weed and get high as a kite
They put dirt on my name outta spite
Getting money, the hate don’t entice