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capping on the net they really on their own shi*
Just a youngin really tryna make it
People dey be talking behind my back they just be hating
The truth is

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

you not rememberin' what you said
You was fuckin' clean over me nigga now I feel played
Now where the iron at, where the hoe mouth at
You think you

with a chrome that ain't registered
Still paranoid of mass shootings by competitors
And every other week one of ya idols is a predator, shit
That's

the rock not for man
cnd anything short of that, plain is sinking sand, clert band

We keep the opus working, motion, time to get it live
We're just a vapor

Networks, collisions, Billboards, carpools
Tug of war; towel; dry off
Time is yours; borrow not

RepubliCAN'Ts
ACE2 up they sleeve; pants
Time to flush fast;

no more
Ay yo I think he might be
Changing 'cause the cash off tour you stupid
Heard the melody like what is he doing
Let me explain
Matter fact just

fists -- not so fast

This is not the start of World War Three
No political ploys
I think both your constitutions are terrific so
Now you know -- be good

can copy me
I’ve beaten poverty went to war and beat mediocrity my life is mine I’m molding that shit like I’m doing pottery
I’m not scared of failure I

next to it selling rock
If you wanna get freaky then I know a spot
Where pretty nice ladies will suck yo' cock
Downtown nigga, you know that is 'bout

bitch
One had to witness that all but still ain't seen shit or heard nothin'
How you do biz and still ain't learn nothin'?
All I know is fast money,

the pressure
At 16 he joined the army looking to make things better
Plus he's used to going to war by now the pain is pleasure
He fought a couple years
But

Free the real that's locked behind the gates 
'Member when I used to flip a 8th 
Make the 7th money by the 8th 
All this ice and I don't even skate 
Big

and smoking the neighbours know I'm smoking on trees
Get pulled over by the police
Before I speak
They're already asking where is the weed
No locksmith but we

Ready 4 War

S.L.A.B.

7 Years and Runnin

2006

Ja said you's a bitch dog
I'm a soldier, these niggaz ain't never gon learn
Fucking with the fire bitch nigga you freezing, then you burn
This is

with mademoiselle
My mamma told me not to dwell
Hatred only happens in hell
They used to make fun of my skin
And then beat me boy
I would just hide in

think wrong
Beating my chest like king kong
I'ma make a match with you like pingpong
Fire words back and forth ready your tongue
By the time over the bell

tell poppa
I rabaqua
Ish Hop
Ya mock my
Shit is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough
We reign the clocks got ya
Tech is coming way clean
If you ain't

memory is getting breastfed by the pitbull (what?)
I'm so busy shooting, I'm celibate
I'm moving like Meek Mill
Where you get them vibrating panties, is

Frontline

Culture VI

Elite

2004

is runnin' and
No matter how you look at it nothin' amounts to nothin' and
Not a lot of rhymers want to try to put on a facade of maraudin'
Oh shit

that
Now we know each other’s birthdays
The exposition’s over, moving on
To the beginning of our life scenario
The cause of which is hidden in this song

Making shit double Ima beast in the dope game
Used to buy pieces
They was gone piece me to death
Ain't wanna teach me to chef
I had to learn by myself
Now

Answer one simple question
(A-a-a-avrxm)
Is it a banger?
Play the right song, man I might just have to hit sumn
Play a song of mine, anyone, ion miss

think that they about that life when really that is not the case, 
Hoping you keep up with what I say since I slowed the pace, 
XXI I think it's time

you not rememberin' what you said
You was fuckin' clean over me nigga now I feel played
Now where the iron at, where the hoe mouth at
You think you