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bang
Now think twice fore you speak
Here to take the crown and
I mean by any means (my shit go)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
It go hard in the street
Name

of the nose
Soul, let 'em know 'bout them blocks that we rose from
Legend in my city, must acknowledge it
I hustle 'fore fightin', head down, they Robinson,

They Got Me

John Forté

Poly Sci [Clean]

1998

ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my allabies, I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on, ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka!

your little Joe to the rodeo
Since you have lost ratio
Cause it could've been a touch-and-go
Just like with Sleepy Joe you goofy ahh bitch

If I Could

the chapped lip brass dipped Knuckle dusting grind
Snuck another couplet by the by
Just cause I sound good In Hi-fi
Ay, listen
The flow on Joe Hisaishi
If we

coz it's Moreish
Hanging with the crackers packing Bags of the Sour
Trafficking that shit never paid by The hour
Swagger black pelican turning up Louder

an average joe but not the cat to play with
Its all survival til you find the path you taking
Staying real is mandatory if you plan to make it

I done seen

Damn, woah, this really the last song (Yeah)
And i'm still shmacking the shmiz
And i'm not your average Joe (Woah) (On god i'm not)
Woah (Huh?)
Let's

think 'fore I decide, I'm made up can't change mind
So tonight I'm still live
Still alive, still alive, oh
Put it down for too long might of lost my ways

blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking

Do It Like Me

Skepta

Doin' It Again

2011

mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no
You ain't been to a show

Tattoos on my body
Being followed by these Hotties That's ya Bitch yea probably 
Get it Crackin Get it Poppin 
I ain't worried bout nothing 
Back

by rappers for their
Accolades rather than carrying blades
People I knew took the opposite lane
We are the same just varying ways
First EP had no rap

'Fore they put me on stages
'Fact if we go further back
Then I think I can trace it to
Family drives, down the old coast road
Where they all row boats, in

Its your motherfuckin boy
Yeah
Jump Off Joe Budden here
Clinton Sparks
We gonna get familiar with it
We gonna get familiar together matter fact

Devils

Lil' Boosie

The Last Dayz B4 the Good Dayz

2013

and crazy
It's drama time {time}
I'm gettin' ten for a show {let's go}
Album ain't even dropped
When it's dropped I'm gettin' mo
Wish I can go down every

Frankly, I'm disappointed, I'm appalled
And brother I am unbelievably hurt by the fact 
That you have morphed into something to me, that's not real

""Bring Me Down Pt.3""
(feat. Joe Budden)

Yea, y'all know what the verdict is merciless verbalist
Spitting murderous verses with no preservatives

by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting

When the hype slowed down
After the first single buzz
Hadta' still get by
So I hadta' hit the club
Hadta' still get paid
Wasn't gonna' be a scrub

honing my skills like new abilities
Look up to the lord and ask what I'm meant to be
Graced By God on my neck now I'm next up in the scene
I used to lay

calcium
And when I turn sixty
I want you by my side blowing candles with me

What would I do without you
Can't imagine what it's like fore I met you
What

far until
I made Sandia and it was time to get goin
I thought I'd have an album or two out by now
I'd thought I'd still be studying
In school right now

don't want
No stops, did it by myself until the album dropped, it's
All love to the game I'm playing till I drop

And I was free for a minute
You could