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By Nirvana

Memory-y-uh

The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces

Both of us came

Vrs 1 (Kmon)
I'm ducked off by lonely 
Cookin beats and gettin Stoney 
In too deep like comey 
Flip that package now you owe me 
Tabs on my tongue

too high
But so low at the same time
Can't keep my balance
Wanna stop the violence
The disrespect is piling
Not like Meg the Stallion
I would be wilding

Ayo I write rhymes looking over top the Philly skyline
Like William Penn, I'm illest with the pen when it's my time
To shine like the sun in the west

on the scene, all you heard was Da Click
The Organized Konfusion was Ultramagnetic
A Lady of Rage that was cursed with voodoo
Was stung by Cocoa B's, Outkast by

by Mathew Williams 
I got Whores 
My bitch a devil her momma a Christian 
Ima sore 
Kenny so fly that boy gone get it 
That pussy torch 
Got your

just like Madden
Riding with mofuckers just for the image they fake to the limit
Bandwagon
Getting this paper I'm finna be greater I'm spitting these

I'm a 6'2 sixth man, maybe I'm a shit can
Lou Williams, he don't got shit on me
Bitch I'm dunking from the 3
Popping shit, CP3
Popovic I kicked the cup

Deep B Boye jak Rock Steady
I grać bez żadnych faktur i mieć swego vana
I nikt nie wiedział jak robi się to kurwa w Stanach

WWA jak NYC tu płoną składy

and niggas mad as hell
I just turned a bitch down
She was bad as hell
Barely see me with these niggas
I be by myself
'Cause niggas tell the police shit
That

toxic.

Getting Fucked up by some hot shit.
Two William Lawson's and some hashes,
One day your car runs in the tree, crashes
Burnt into cemetery grounds

First Transmission

Earthling

Radar

1995

strolled off
Whistling
Hummin'
Thumbin' a ride
"driver won't you take me to the other side? "
I'm a book
A poem
By leonard cohen
Son of the dice man
And I

grammy's you getting fanned up
I'm in a hundred thousand dollar coupe, with this rag around my necc
Doin' 220 while I death race the Vette
A happy ending by

The Green Goblin, William Dafoe

(Bridge)

Slay every task, Klay with the splash
Blades love to slash, sway if you lash
I broke the mold, went Hulk, ready

Crook Playa

Mr. Pookie

Dallas Crooks [Chopped & Screwed]

gon do wha we do
Continue to drop platinum azz hitz by tha crew
I'm used to bein smokin on a regular basis
Refuse to be, sellin dope and catchin these

a heavenly body you was sinnin' in
Damn I was lucky to be in the spot that I was sittin' in
By the time the conversation stopped we must've been in Michigan

Rolling with the boyz dem you know we no fit calm down (woah woah woah)
And when we come through with the vibez everywhere na shutdown (woah woah woah)

Only time I raise my hand is when it's diamond on my wrist 
Zell told me I been talking shit that's why these niggas pissed 
Fuck them boyz I come

bout no closed caption. I'm a real thorough bred like a young Bo Jackson.  I be moving like a villain but I been working OT my thirst for the Doe man

girl
Came to the city at 3
Cos her parents wanted to see
What their sons and daughters could be
By getting degrees they wouldn’t get in their Motherland

I'll Be

The Pioneer Creek Gang

#1 Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2

1998

me the world
I push to be not the backseat girl
Don't deep throat the C-note she float
Murder she wrote, and keeps the heat close
Firm nigga, we

How We Get Down

Bad Azz

Personal Business

2001

Purple, yeah, it's Dogghouse why y'all

[Bad Azz: x2]
See me, I be about my dollars
In my own world, wit my own girls popping collars
I'ma G,

be trapping
Pull up to yo moms to ask you what happened
I get to slapping, you get to yapping
I hope you would bitch so I can cap it uh
Whats her name,

its legal
Don't let Pam know
Or She'll go William Regal
We don't want that
As a matter of fact
I'm back on the trail
Watching my back
Trying to smoke