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everybody else see the pain
I see the window
Window pane
That type of flow that make you go
“We need that in the game”
I gotta blow like right before you play

Me Versus Me

Biz Markie

The Biz Never Sleeps

1989

I'm the original B-I-Z
The Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-A-Rrah-K-I-E
Everywhere I go, I always G
I'm thinkin somethin that you never could see
Doin

Most people think that when the albums over, It's the end
But this my friends, it's just the beginning


I'm feeling good I'm gonna make a play
Want

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin' tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon'

'Cause YouTube ads, no Spotify
Squint 'cause that's my breed
My tank's on E, no cars in sight, yeah
Just a tad hot, we speed lots
Play songs that's fast

not your pals if they insult JT
Something in the way he plays that J-50 
Something in the way that his songs move me

In a world of easy listening 
JT

This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it
I told him twelve a.m. meet me there
In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,

demigods
Apathy and Achilles
I'm half king half god
Like I'm Queen Nefertiti
Float along on every song
Powered by Archimedes
And I'm born to be a star
Like

name, tell that to the crowd
Told me I don’t even sound that great, why you still around
Improvements, working on my songs, working on myself

No time for games I don't play with my food

Look

I see There's a lot of talking going on
I aint cuff
I just hit
Left her forty for her nails

That's

make your favourite rapper, running suicidal by a motherfucking thought
Choosing to choose me? I ain’t no skr skr rapper, I’m only the first
That’s

bills, y'all
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, dollar dollar bills, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Kings get the money,

First song was greatest so I guess I'm finna be that
Shey you been dey doubt me you no know nothing bout me
Na me be the chosen one sent to beleaguer all

in my lane and then
Spitting facts is a given in any song that I’m spitting in (uh)
My keys in ignition when I hear you complain again
A lot of you

King Kong Nigga
I go murder your album with three songs nigga
Most of these rappers be bitches in thongs nigga
Let me inform ya
This is Africa's finest

beg for kisses, E di suck my dick I get faith nor thug, but you still the cap

Trap king , Trap king, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Heading back, heading back

smoking on that Mary Warren 
Crew able to sway cause you don't feel important 
Our four fathers looking at their daughters whoring 
These rappers songs are

concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs
like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You' and 'Rip Apart
My Soul' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab

know that we makin' them plays
Jam with the fam, bae, I want all the space

Baby got a sweet sauce, I ain't talkin' baby race
Be my Dunkin' Donut, baby,

that
I prayed for direction I did
God show me the path he did

These songs are favored by him
He watching the life you live
I really like I really like I

And the Grammy goes to
Open up that envelope
No, not those envelopes
My envelopes got a bag in 'em
J.U.S.T.I.C.E League

I don't need your

the stars
That shit'll make me glad
Later on I'll dap you up
Dude like you're so rad

Been moving by my doley
All throughout the day

Play me then you gotta

the letter B in the wheel
Seat back
Light sayin' tank on E
I got the drank on me
You better bank on me
To be the one and only nigga that you ain't gon'

Turn they back on me 
I can't forgive none of them
I Lost a few homies I still don't feel that its real 
Vincent, Carlos,Quez,Terrell, E, Reek 
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