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some Christian Loubes
I live a thug-life like Tupac, bitch I got the juice
We don't answer questions, when its problems... We just get to shooting
If I

track made me quit and then just start again
A new text from the same bitch I was left on read by
Now I'm hoping I don't fall yeah I'm hoping I don't fall

early
Oh shit I got sat
Lemme go and get that
Got to give my whole speech
The kid looks like Chris Pratt
"Hey man how you doin?"
"I'm real good, how bout

An
The ting slap like Chris Make a century
Drive by Rapid in a Bentley
Shotta Beat

Beat Up Beat Up Beat
Beat Up Beat Up Beat
Beat Up Beat Up Beat
Beat up Beat

you got offended by the message
Well I'm sorry dawg, I don't tip-toe
And we've been through some things as Christians
But I'ma always have love for

booted up

With mr X man what’s really good

Cheese and EG first week Chris really would 

They say I can’t dress that’s more capping than graduation pics

fingerprints
Chris Tucker, Laurence Tate, Dead Presidents
Dead white boys spread across the coffee table
Don't know maybe I'll start me up a record label

Raised to beat the System
Way too much wisdom
Was born to never be average
Escaped the trap of religion, I can't be a Christian
They were made by

Word, back then I was going by Twenty Banz
At a time where I didn't have any bands
I was cappin' my raps full of many shams
Flexing my birthday money

Theodore

Ghostface Killah

Bulletproof Wallets [Clean]

2001

christian's
The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission
Slick taste of lace, I done smacked new york city
The four-fifty went poppin' when he

Theodore

Ghostface Killah

Bulletproof Wallets

2001

Christian's
The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission
Slick taste of lace, I done smacked New York City
The four-fifty went poppin' when he

4, 3, 2, 1

Redman

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2 [Clean]

1998

now I'm trippin
On MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good

4,3,2,1 [Video Version; Version]

Redman

All World 2

2009

shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my

4,3,2,1

LL Cool J

Phenomenon

1997

Cliche 
Shot that ricochets 
Start trouble bust bubbles 
Hit the wicked ways 
Gotta love me 
G-O-D no one above me 
Look up but fuck ugly 
Techna

4, 3, 2, 1

Redman

Phenomenon

1997

now I'm trippin
On MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good

Justinian's Byzantinian Christian beliefs
There's a risen rhythm you can feel it all in the streets
Like a marathon or a parade
Poets might wanna pull they

dig these bars
From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems
Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means
Forever, rockin that, purple

Amen, Amen as we gather today
In memory of Chris Johnson
I ask that you remain standing for the
Reading of the Word of God

2 Corinthians Chapter 1

this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,

tenant
I'm losing it
From the start of this
I knew that I was geeking I was off my shits
I was steady losing sleep the way I reminisce
Looking for

Chris that
Used to play ball
Skinny with a mushroom cut about yay tall
He's pushin rhymes like what they call him
Pitbull? I've seen him in a club
With

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,

up
And I take what i want, yeah
Blow up
Chris Rob never front, yeah
Glow up
Pretty boy who stunt, yeah
Hold up
Hit that bitch from the back
From

the One who molded and made us
Won't turn away from the grace he poured on the poorly pagans
Enduring pain for his haters not pouring flames on the traitors