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at, you think I lie
Askin' why I chose you, yeah it's a hundred reasons why
You beautiful and bossy
Mix it with some chic
Ain't never had these

Having baddies by the beaucoup
Ratchet
On some hot girl shit, she quick to call another bitch Pooh Pooh

Yeah

Wiggle it

Don't make me tell you again,

She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first
I hop in the club and boppers show love, and I don't even put in work
I

that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking and driving
Watch those

not my girl I can't get with it
And I'm way too blessed can't lie
Not a day by without God on my side
Trying to hone-in, focus my mind
While you out

always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,

On mad mix shows I got wreck off the mind
But what's in a rhyme, if it don't sound tight?
You ask me if a lot of rappers are wack man you damn right

and I cant lie its bliss
But I worry that Ill go and fuck up with this
I don't fuck with these tricks
I keep a watch on my shit
I got my issues with trust

Plenty times I had the odds against me
Plenty time I had to lie an get to me
Plenty times I had to show em my face
Plenty doors I had em closed in my

Killing Spree

Defari

Black Mask

1999

wrote
But i wrote rhymes, that burn every time
On mad mix shows i got wreck off the mind
But what's in a rhyme, if it don't sound tight?
You ask me if

on earth 

When that beat drop insane you betta move
Show me exactly what it is you do 
No time to waste let the smooth taste be true 
Shakira Hips won't lie

turn me on
I cannot lie I cannot say it
Anytime I see your face
You always turn me on
You always turn me on

Be my superwoman
Wanna show you super love

twelves 
I don't need nobody I just ride by myself 
Smoking on my weed I don't need yo fuccin help 
I hit mix and master and record by myself 

You know I'm

And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around

to hip, step by step, repetition set
Try again if you wreck
Jump back on course
Still living poor
Please don't take my core
Heart closed as it is, I just

laughing 
My soul was pure till I ran in the street this is the reason I'm really a beast
My life is a movie... 
The shit I don't show is the drugs

your core
Leave it all leave it all on the dance floor
Got the moves with her hips that I adore
You stay on my mind and can't lie
It was something about

The Chubbster

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

please stop!
If show business is a woman, I don't trust her
but she's gonna get knocked by The Chubbster

"Come on y'all, let's go to work!" -> Flavor Flav

Money stacking high got it
Looking like a money sky
Jam rag by your thigh (Ha ha)
Baby you say a bloody lie
I don't care what they show you
Or they told

Money stacking high got it
Looking like a money sky
Jam rag by your thigh (Ha ha)
Baby you say a bloody lie
I don't care what they show you
Or they told

with it
And I'm way too blessed can't lie
Not a day by without God on my side
Trying to hone-in focus my mind
While you out spending time till it

Arrangement&Producer: JackieW钩钩
MIX/Mastering:杨不对VanyAngMJ
VisualArt: 零源
Present By: Falling Ocean 2022
The angel sings on a pedestal. 你看那高居其位正在歌唱的“天使”
If this is the one

to cry and i don't want to lie
I want it alive today
So show me what's right and i might just ride with you
Running when i shouldn't, im in doubt
Full in

people suffering in silence while I sat by
Thinking you don't have a voice is a sad lie so let them label you the bad guy
I can not try to deny what