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esperienza degli sbagli l Autodeterminazione
Sono gli occhi di mamma, con Un diverso colore
Ma con lo stesso calore che c'ha Uno sguardo d'amore
Per portarti

live
So nobody droppin' by no need to hide
It's a blessin' in disguise
When it's rainin' outside 
And your too high to drive just chill
Hey it's

they frontin'
I get my beats off from London
I get my pizza from Paris
Got them zeros like Funyuns
I get the flex from Funk Flex
From jets to complex

an important day uh
Everybody had come to see the Juju Man's special present for the mayor
He greeted the crowd with a bow and opened his big fat sack

Can't Be a Player (If You a Hater)

Mr. Shadow

The Best of Mr. Shadow, Vol. 2

2005

[Mr. Shadow]
Well I'm kicking up dust cause ya know it's a must
Mr. Shadow the don bring it on if you want
Full of funk like the five minutes, And I

bullet scar
south suicide its like do or die
my nigga came home from a 2 to the 5
nigga pumping on strip selling 2 for 5
dont set up by southside cutie pie

The Clock Is Tickin'

Woodie

Yoc Influenced

1999

I would live
To see the age of 21
I grew up paranoid
When I often sleepin' with my gun
50 dollars by my purse
Strap a sawed off one shot gauge
Since

[Mr. Shadow]
Well I'm kicking up dust cause ya know it's a must
Mr. Shadow the don bring it on if you want
Full of funk like the five minutes, And I

might lie but I'm a player by nature
Work a ho quick for the paper
So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb
(Chronic) I brought a whole

So Serious

Brotha Lynch Hung

Gods of Rap

2005

I'm mastermindin the plot, you ? the spot 
Wicked intentions, sensin friction, when the funk gon' pop
I tote my heat, and hold my ground 
They

Fuck the game 
Fuck the industry 
We coming for everything 
They’ll never finish me 

I remember back when 
I was getting cash 
And making stacks 
By

took the stage
From open mics to Ace of Spades
Ayy, that's the aim
AM to the PM funk
We stuck it out and set ablaze our destinies
My anxiety is dead

a crab that infiltrate
Try to divide crews (I see you)
You say you balling but it's biddy though
You know it's fucked up when Sharkeisha
Get more hit's

Both complimented by repeating rhythmic funk
Traveling speeds at well over a hundred miles an hour
But then again, it couldn't have been much more over

guys who write rhymes from the heart
Twenty four chambers of love six layers of funk
One creator above and not a chance that we ever giving up
My DNA

double up but I take it by three you sending shots never aim it at me cause I'm Invincible see
I be invisible you niggas can't see me they frame picture

after they kiss his ass
See that’s the taste of success but it never lasts
So, bust it

It’s time to wake up (ah)
it’s early in the morning so I light one

Teflon
Aye fuck all that being empathetic
They see you nice then they call you pathetic
Aye that's finna make me go paint all his blood it's aesthetic
My

I got out, it was just for bringin niggas drama
So set up the beef, I bust it down
And guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd round
And by

to accomplish by cock riding others
Let's call a spade a spade today we stab each other
What goes around will come back to snatch your lover

My silence was

got killas, we got killas to play the game of cash
Too many softies tryin' to copy, but now I'm up in they ass
See mama raised me to be a leader, so

baller's g's and gangsta's
See I could go out smoking with zags
Now it's sticky sticky green and phillys by the pack
To all you busta ass nigga's who doubted

Yo, I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I want to see how close I can get
You may not think I'm the best, but you'll confess you just haven't yet
Rapping

texting
I think that we going like
I'll never sweat if I think my
Conversing is fine
You ain't gone flip on me
Girl not this time
You stay politicing by