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Know How

Young MC

Listen & Learn

2003

Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this

rhyme took shine
I'm back for the second time
That's the first of three, me in the four-five
Dubs and trips hit from every single line
Like stories

My shit's straight bile
You're mild, you've got no style
I won't be impressed
or you possessed by baliel
I make beats like surgeons resume
To stitch

close by the pavement
At the end of this shit, they gonna call me the greatest

Brock by brick we built a big road
Flip by flip we flipped a big load
Zip

ParkinglotGhost
A lot of time rolling by I can't stop it (no)
Made an album way back in March but I ain't drop it
Thought you was on my side
But you

much talent can’t measure
Going hard is my pleasure
This my story I'mma tell it
Been through a lot I must admit
Heart hit hard no full clip
Made it

The only man who can fix it, got hit by my car

It's never too late to say it's too late
The end of every road could split in two ways
I wrote a whole album

a reference track, than you do your album
If you're looking for a new artist, you just found him
Like Stark, my problem started at my heart
In my core
Sounding

worldwide 
Gotta push the movement 
I hit my dance
And talk my talk like my name was Uzi
Followed my heart 
And I lit a spark 
Now I’m talking groovy
Elevated

But something told me, write this down and just speak from the heart
It's been fourteen years since I found you all alone in the dark
But losing you

Man Down

Mobb Deep

Hell on Earth

1996

the world's greatest.
In-famous, crime-zanous;
To interfere would be dangerous.
Plane descent; stand clear; save your strength.
You couldn't do the limp if

It seems like long ago
When we met down at the show
We were just kids
Singing along to Maidens greatest hits

Instantly we felt the vibe
Got to break

Hop on the bike and I skirt off
Chautauqua vibes that zen art
Boo by my side with the big heart
She loves me for my drip art
Clear blue skies we go hard

as you dominate my personalized playlist
You're my favorite track on the album
Skipping through all the songs, but when I hit yours, I'm like "Yo, her beat

hit
By piles of flying reindeer shit
I made my list and checked it twice
And that's right
You're still a total dick
Even though our less-than-jolly

hit
By piles of flying reindeer sh-
And I made my list and checked it twice
And that's right
You're still a total git
Even though our less-than-jolly

brother
Gotta get through me to get to him
Gotta get through me before you get to Em
Ain't drop an album yet
Already 'bout to hit a M
It's gettin' spooky

The Animal

Murs

The Best of 9th Wonder

I heard your style and I beat you nigga
Your whole album I sleep through nigga
'cause 'Te's an avalanche so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick

can tell you looking for an angel 
I might let you take it down a level
But you should hit the brakes
on your greatest mistake

If you're looking for

Hated on Mostly

Crime Mob

Hated on Mostly

2007

the game wrong
You seen us on MTV and our album on the shelf
4-5 hundred strong and we ain't need no fuckin help
Fuck a hype man we can crank the show up

You said to me softly
Don't you ever leave
Keep your hand on me as we fall asleep
Gave me your heart and said it's yours to keep
Cuz' we belong

I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you

a guh be the greatest
And Mateo banks a go deh pon every playlist
Reserve yuh spot pon the Mateo train
Cause the seats a guh full when time the fame hit

kidding, more devoted than ever mother and father
Been spitting bars lately, writing to make an album
Meanwhile we complete the Greatest Hits with this