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I come from Hub City, I'ma keep reppin'
Leaving the city been temptin'
My baby worried and stressin'
Wondering where I've been stretchin'
You know my

Bitch I'm up like an insomniac
Fuck that bitch in a Pontiac
Bitch I rock like I'm jack black
She gonna let me smack for the racks
This fruit by

jar
And when I stepped my foot upon the gas
I try to drive away, I just keep on rolling back
In hopes to find the answers to all the questions you had

wanna be a burden
My feelings I let loose
Feel like alien
Life got me by the railings
Still thinking about you
I just wan know what you're into
Can I

St. Patrick
Feeling like Power
I only fuck with the brave
I don't like cowards
Got that nine on me
Feeling like Mike Powers
Took my Rockets to Atlanta

talk, oh
Tried to walk all on, oh
My ace seen fool, he kill all kindness
Focus on outta sight shit
Can't rock blinders
I've stayed consistent with where I

like a rock on water
Christian Dior for my daughter
Mike Amiri on my son
Blessed but I wanna be ballin'
Gotta keep winning after I've won
7'2 and 10, I

swine a 6 foot 2 baboonan
My heart's a swamp, my smile's not sophisticated
But babe, I'm here waiting

You get me rocking, oh, you get me rocking
Oh, you

to the promise
The invocation of the light is something we've got in common, I'm on it
I've been trippin walking paths uncharted disheartened by the majesty

(yeah), that's why the whip ain't got a roof
Ayy, bitch, we outside, that FawtyBoy stay in my genes
Only rock with my kind, I know for sure who rock with

violent
Two rings in my hand, phone's on silent
Check the outfit, got that shit to a tee
And I've got it on lock, gonna throw away the key
Pullin out little

tappin the phones
My foot on they necks
I won't stop to they screaming we did it
Like Dora explore
She kno I'm expensive can tell by the odor
I'm gaining

the zone, I'm leavin 'em in a phase 
By now, I'm kinda used to leavin 'em so amazed 
With my man Com-bred and Skillz, they know the ways 
Call up Virginia

Da Bomb

Kris Kross

The Best of Kriss Kross Remixed: 92 94 96 EP

1996

ever I still rocks the cradle 
Cause i'm a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun 
And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want none 
Cause on the mike I get

know cause I am the best
Glad I got that off my chest
I might have to go rock a vest
I meant a bullet proof vest
Cause these dudes they be hating
RG he

stopped and got taken to jail by a handful of cops

Always move quick with a handful of rocks
Things that i've seen they gave me shock
Like all of those

free. 

Mike Singletary 

I'm Samurai Mike I stop'em cold. 

Part of the defense, big and bold, 

I've been jammin' for quite a while, 

Doin' what's

don’t need a glock
A rolie is my only clock
I’ve tried to
But I can not stop
Designer is really all I got 
I got the bag I don’t pretend
The wallets

vandal the system
Contraption of credo drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven

I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, pose down
I'm drinkin'

Fuck a semi-automatic not emphatic on that shit
People stay as fake as plastic I'm all action in this bitch
I'm no captive I've been active with my

Dear Diary

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

Shit, I even let you rock out
Being Bill Belichick, tapin' from the sidelines, stealin' my shit
But dawg, you was like a mini me
Mocked me, envied me,

that is word to Pete Carroll
Keep my foot on the gas pedal headed to the top
I'm the only one who really got it locked
I put niggas on to CM Punk then I

act tough with me I might just put my foot on the grave
Cause what I got belongs to God I can't just give it away
Clearing the view aye what
This could

It don't gotta be explained
Got his face under my foot
I treat that boy like some soot
Kaput
Every time I perform I'm getting looks
I'm D Wade with