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It's All About the Benjamins

The Pioneer Creek Gang

#1 Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2

1998

watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit' gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch? We kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter

remember the scuffles we had in pulling the plane this way .hearing u say
to this day hey perro come over so we can lift weights and getting a hyna

global warming
By burning a national 
Forest
And bitch slapping Al Gore 
Til he malforms 
And I get mo props yay
I'm destined to be hokage
Like I'm Naruto

I'm hot stuff, just when you
Thought I was finished, nah motherfucker not done
Ever say I'm trash, nah I'm just litter
You know, like what I'm

Not Yet Free

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

the news says to me 
I'm twenty-one, so I've reached my life expectancy 
At any minute I could be in some shit that kills my skinny ass 
From

the good press
We get the good lines

We say things like "Rue the day!"
And "For this
The people of this little city shall pay!"
And "Now I will show you

Love Iz

Erick Sermon

Cornerstone Mixtape 02.03 #47

Sermon, learn my name
(Love is) - When I come through your spot
With no security guards, just me and the Squad, uhh
I got love, a cat got checked by

claim hits like terrorists

that gang bang with al-qaeda

Ya bitch.



Keep spreadin rumors hoe,

And you gon get your ass whooped

Dip in my business,

how I'm in my zone
You wish you wasn't all alone
MD to the Chi you would think that I was Al Capone
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
I had to let that

the palm of the glove, they ain't care about love
We still got money and guns, we ain't care about drugs
They say I'm young and reckless, I ain't care about

sat?
Will you wake or be dead?
Be still able to take off your hat?
Or will the place where it was
the space that it had
Be displaced and detached?

I say

the wave (yeah)
Like Afro Samurai the way I live by the blade
The criminal kind
Niggas get clapped for they cake
(ba ba ba ba) half of ‘em fake
I don't hear

music and lyrics by Corb Lund


They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair

They gave us student visas when we were over there

They

All the beef get minced
Say they gone kill me I aint heard from niggas since
Imma cop the Lamb with no tints
Just so you could see how fly a nigga

with the 700
North Face nuptse on the sleeve it say 700
Caught a case at the airport with 7 pumpkins
I'm high class player couldn't fuck with a Suki
Got

like fall weather
Sweating nervous with fruit like summer
You wearing all leather
People say that I lost my head yeah
But it ain't severed
You lesser

not okay
You need roni in your life I suggest you pray
Al Dente knows what's up we don't play
We all know what's up we don't play
You be talking bad

Empecé  a grabar en cartones de frigorífico,
al salir del colegio Toren pintado áticos,
lo típico, un niño perdido escribiendo errático,
sus miedos

like
I'm thinking about somebody
And I'm thinking about another one and another one
But I hope you heard me
And please don't take offense by it
My

cotto io ni vorrei risvegliarmi dentro a un BB di 12 modelle grosse come dico io e invece scotto come un tagliolino al pesto di due lunedì fa giro con

temptation in this booth unless it's David Ruffin
To these MP3s, I'm Mozart on 88 Keys
Ya boy met the world, now it's time to live free
Couldn't say goodbye

like I'm Al Capone
They don't wanna see me win' they don't me where I belong "PUSS"
I left my city for reason I don't know where I was going
This a cold

Nintendo games
If you listen and pay attention I’m in a class all by myself
Feel like detention, nah
I’m just the line leader of the new school
Sicker than