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te laat, beweeg deur die branne soos 'n Great White Shark
Hy's te kwaad, dis die Incredible Hulk, so staan nader sodat jy op my level kan raak

Yo,

I'm Straight

Lil Baby

Harder Than Ever

2018

regrets, I can't complain my life is great
I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play
I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit
So many

hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck

on Calеdonia Road
A couple factory gigs, split between the folks
Kept us all afloat
Hearts still full of hope
By '89 suburban dreams was being bought
So we

white, Madonna white, hit me you tryna find the white
These key sales could get me shells like Obama wife
So I hold the llama tight, send you to Satan

and Chong so far gone (gone)
To the great beyond take a hit of the bong (hit it up)
Got me gone so far gone (gone)

Verse 1-Jsun The Prophesor

Take a hit

Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2

a couple of my friends
Now it's Ragu with the butterfly shrimp
Talk about me like an old wives' tale
Speaking of wives', put the money in white bale

Yeah, I'd like to thank
Everybody, the haters, my fans
Wow, I spent five years, man
Three albums, thirty million copies
Gotta love it
I really never

for the death

CHORUS (repeat twice]
Underground
Hits we gotta raise the stakes
While you cats praise the papes
We amaze the the greats

Right under em' Vicky clothes
Hit mail roles and shail toles
And wife beatas, get Nike whifee
She in love with addidas
Ma, I'm in love with Anina
Chuck

I'd rather be romancing
She had me Inside Out And Upside Down in the back of my Cortina*
Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick
 
(Parody of CARS by Gary Numan)

Can I Get a Witness

Run-D.M.C.

Down with the King

1993

get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my

Bricks by the box 

Make thousands, hundreds at a time 



Don’t say noth’n

I won’t let it ride

Used to push Pablo..

Now it’s Betty White 

Always get

wealth of the world's eighty five richest people is equal to the three and a half billion poorest people
It's fantastic, and this is a great thing because

Can't sell that pack
Bring about a Great Depression
Speak easy
Sell that crack  

This ad was paid for
By some real fucking players
Any dealers, thugs,

Hot Damn I'm Great

Poor Righteous Teachers

Pure Poverty

1991

the roof!!
This one's dedicated to the CISI missing youth, cause
This hit the teacher with another style of mashin up
a damn dance, jams get, jammed by the PRT

and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen

to the top but I'm still not hot
Even though I got the god damn album droppin'
Album droppin', better get ready
Soon as it hits that shits' so deadly
Better

or that one
The white one or the black one
Pick the punk and I'll jump up to attack one
KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face

I Think They Like Me [Remix]

Da Brat

Young, Fly & Flashy, Vol. 1

2005

Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh

[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like

1nce Again

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life

1996

on and on and on
On and on and on

This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate? 
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection

hoes
who knows where the night might go, hit the doe
like yeah, blinded by the glare of the strobe light
see something i like its going down on sight

chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus