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Step by step
Beat a nigga like Batman
No prep
She see the way I put in smooth
No disk
And they can't believe that I can really rap
No shit
Im different

on this life that I'm living
I work with all that I'm given
I take it step by step 
I just move on with the rhythm 
I just move 
By My Own Pace
And I Got no

remember his first birthday the same year when stocks crashed by airplanes
Step by step I helped catch his feet he use to sit in his baby seat and just watch

it's petty crime
It's only '94 when you wrote your first rhyme
And now you think you got more Skil than power tools
But never could your feet fit up in

to play 'em
Degrade 'em
And give'em a F
Run onto they tracks
Like they ain't take the
First steps
Had to put on
So much stress
Couldn't take a sip
Cause

set up
United it stand and I rally for the black nation step up
Never you take us for no poppy show
We ready to go
Rosa Parks, Malcolm X flow
By any

them years (Brooklyn)
He was Outta town, Young nigga putting in Over time
Cant take a wrong step, That's just the shit he on
After the first Mill, It was

Laurent what I like to step in
Get it by any means never coming in second
First place with a first take
Stephen A lethal weapon
Young nigga misunderstood
We

ask detectives what happened they'll all exit
First point that I scored was the one outside the Macdees entrance
Bare man telling me that I should've

my daddy was gone
She stood strong with a scorch in her heart
Took us from a front step to a porch and a yard
In Wharton Park
As the years went on I

Well I remember my first day of public school.
I was very scared of getting pumelled, and sure enough I did at 1st recess.
I got pegged in the head

That's somebody else's glove by the steps
Is it true, that part of your crew
Wanted to set this man on the couch,
Light a match, pour gasoline in his lap

Cut Somethin

Jagged Edge

Jagged Little Thrill [Bonus Tracks]

2001

for the low-low
I'm fixin' to cut a nigga from the So So
I heard you cut a nigga from the DTP, you got DDT
From College Park to the DEC
See we be

Ring on the Sill

Cowboy Junkies

Pale Sun, Crescent Moon

1993

And how she'll miss those weekends
In the park with the sun on her face
And her book by her side and that
Lingering taste that he left on her tongue

Week in June I was born
I took form to take the whole world by storm
Ask the weather man why it got so warm
Armageddon has been in effect
You've been

Long Winding Road

Jin

100 Grand Jin

time
Its a oldie but a goodie
Check me out y'all uh

ayo the streets is quick to talk
Like jin things ain't been the same since you left 106 and park

an episode
Double parked in front the park, but bet it's left alone
Bet I still move like they not here
While knowing they got here, by playing off our

Now we all get to know what it's like
When Isome assholes is gonna step out of
The dark and blow your head off
I want you to know what it's
Like

when I trapped on the corner
Got pulled over by 12, exciting, striking, freighting games
All I thought was he wanted me dead cuz he's part that gang
That

that's when you know you winning
And them niggas threw me a shot, trust me I ate one
God knows I did it
And Ima step first, boy Ill kill niggas like Kobe

Always on goooo

I might just pull up
And spray on the jet
Flying first class
On the seat where I stay
Got your bitch geeking
Don't know what to say
Now I

of my family  
Who abandoned me  
Ohhh
Tormented by this wicked hex 
I'm just a stepping stone, take a step
Take advantage like a roofie sex
Fuck it,

together at first, then I Tetris them
Laying the foundation brick by brick
More to come, placing the base in bit by bit
The glass is half full, drinking sip

Irish sea
We left our bikes at Vale Park and I led us to the house where my father was a child
By myself, on another ride, I crawled for miles through