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Poster child for cool not famous,
And the cold youts that ain't make the playlist,
Told Mom two years ill quit my day shifts,
No man can tell me

Featuring  Frank McComb  
Written by: Mark Simmons, Gregg D. Moore, Zachary Glenn & Bobby Ray Sparks II
SIM SOUNDS 72 (BMI), GREG D. MOORE (BMI),

know me a few
Who roam with the wolves and they howl at the moon
Ever have ya mans lend you the blicky
Cause you felt that someone was following you?
8

made my peace
Now that we're in good company, I must indict white men like me
We stayed in silence, for years, for free, no cost incurred, blood

that they ain't mopping me up
I'm up top getting mop from Mia, mama mia
Now as far as the bars varying, I'm barbarian
He-man, Hanna-Barbera action

She wanna see me every Monday, tell that girl I'm not Stevie
How you blow my phone up after you sayin' you don't need me
Heard her man tryna be like

reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble

Are you saying that

No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by

Rude boy uzi wrapped around bullet satchel
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do

want me to show it
Exposing the real problem wrapped up with explosives
Alan Moore's promotion in an Orwellian world
One bad day causes creation while

I could have been a great man, but look, it was me who stood in the way of that
I was taken aback by the things that God wasn't taking back
I

never round my bitches dont never reword me
You know what it is boy you know that im worthy
And ever thing i got man you know i deserve it

Im bustin

the back? Give that ass a smack
Bet your man won't do it like that
Can't work the middle, plus his thing too little
Let me grab your ta-ta's, do

No Time

Lil' Kim

Hard Core

1996

the back? Give that ass a smack
Bet your man won't do it like that
Can't work the middle, plus his thing too little
Let me grab your ta-ta's, do

I'm buzzin
Girl come give me somethin oh

You got everything I need and more
I'm ready to shoot my shot like Maya moore
Tell these no brain niggas that

Got an arsenal built to last an eternity

Outro - Eleana Moore

Oh no no no no don’t you let me go
Headed to a place where dreams are sold
Everything

are for me now  
I'm glad I see now 
How it has to be now  
The Mike life is perfect 
If you want a last time then I think we better curb it

I get

percent, Stevie the Stunner or call me The Real
I'm out of this world, she call me the six M man
(The fuck you mean?)
There's a 3 in the middle my name, I'll

Airs are my crep
No hat, just man's hair on my head fly gear
22 when I've had my share of
Material things like 'Where's the respect'?
They cry tears when

of having your world surrounding by me
Controlling your mind little boy i call it hide and seek
Got the strings controlling your mind even Stevie wonder can

get ya maid ya
Truck loads of self worth, by zillions
That's what you owe us
And it don't be helping us, cuz Moore's don't vote
Feel like it's all a big

Ill Figures

Kool G Rap

Chamber Music

2009

combat, sweet dick Willie T, Rudy Ray Moore game
Woodgrain all in the board reigns, before rain flooded
Like storm drains, boss man, bundling raw 'caine

Naw man no back and forth
Naw man just come forth
Aww man come help yo boy
Lost man forevermore
No mercy No mercy No mercy from me
Forevermore
No

Aye yo, shout out to the Don
Stevie C, what's up baby?
Look around
Ride or die, or die to ride?
God with me
(Aye)
480 bring the sun in
Whole crew

energy
That... family first dom toretto typa energy 
I grab her by the waist
She so gentle when she next to me
Fuck it

But you know it's true
Spent weeks