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says I am the one, but the kid is not my son  
  
 For forty days and for forty nights  
 The law was on her side  
 But who can stand when she's in

narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her

Trade all your players y'all negus treason
Don't need a play at the line I read it
By the look in your eye
I just don't believe you
All my negus 10 toes

need you here
Fuck what it is, fuck what it was
I was inspired by legends like Nas
Trapped in my head, now I broke wall
Hear my scream as you walk

shit was raised by the G code
Learned quick that it's a cold world we living in 
Like Jordan in the 4th last shot I had to get it in
(Swish)
My

nephews
Cousins to in laws, no one's above us
Guns in Ruckers
(Ruckers) now no one can duck us
Your parents ain't shit
Y'all the sons of suckers
Son

was puttin you on
Now that you gone
I turned you to one of my songs
Aye pause
I wanna kiss you
I wanna hold you
Turn yuh mother to mother-in-law
Love is

I am, in fact, deep, capeesh?

When I'm torching beats, I torture weak rhymeded individuals / The type who seeming blinded by my syllables / This is

preach the good news of
The Kingdom of God
Minister in Galilee
Performing great miracles

Prepared by John
The voice in the wilderness
Anointed by

seen a white boy in the trap
If you talkin on me we gon take you off the map
And I ain’t ever fuckin cap in my mother fuckin rap
Like damn baby is you

[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]

Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?


(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm

The illest mother fucker
Is in this room right now

It's Baron Jones baby
What more do I need to say

We bout to do a couple things we ain't done

woadie' my broadie' get shot broad day
He gon' cut em' by piece turn that boy to fillet
They done filled em' with 9 put them shots in his face
Extravagant

assistance
You got dementia
Gave niggas all that I had
With no return
Ate by myself
I had to see who was firm
Laws get broke
And bridges gotta burn
This

Close the Crackhouse

Professor X

Puss 'N Boots (The Struggle Continues...)

1993

mother suckin up my brother
Little sis holdin my mail, I'm in jail for the blow
Cryin if you ddin't know

[ Shock G & Humpty Hump ]
A: you burn that

thing and it's yellow and blue
Stop fbi in the name of the law
Shut your fuckin' mouth before I shatter your jaw
Just cuz a few mother fuckers did a few

succeeding, killing shame in those nations
We want to reason with the rest before we run out of patience 
My momma put the work in, smashed the ceiling

bad hoes by my side call me Mike Vick
Like this
Baby I know you do come and bite this
Brightness
Turn me up baby I'm on the wife list
Priceless
He loved

mother fuckers
I keep a dirty 30 for whenever
We could whole court wherever
My youngin ball like Lamelo
All my bro’s
Had to get it in
Been off the porch
We

and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my

then they leavin[02:05.98]Get no money they been scheming[02:07.68]I don't give a mother fuck if you need me find me day dreamin[02:11.69]Layin in

record sales
Making heads or tails, we like Henrietta Lacks up in the cells
My mother was a working class, very loving woman
Who struggled, every dinner

And between what you hear and what is spoke
Say they by your side, shit's a mother fucking joke 
Packing agendas like a sharp knife to ya throat

Hear it when I

the Wassoulou
Mau Mau Maori Egbe Ibo Olmec cztec
Mau Mau Maori Egbe Ibo Olmec cztec
Mau Mau Maori Egbe ibo Olmec cztec and the Sioux.    	
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His mother