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The conscience not bout the con shit
We REAL and you was

Circle always gettin smaller
By the minute, maybe...
That just mean i got lack in trust
My daily crazy

thang to make hits and bump a 

bitch and maintain 

'cause the more better you get, the more cheddar you get 

The more shit you talk, the more wet

Wu Banga

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
That shit, fatter than all

sleepin
i'm straight from the streets seen trouble in every side
when the shit hits the fan i throw on a fuckin disguise

fake nose fake wig fake beard
it

feet in, shit
Flow slippery, rise to the tippity top
I'mma make hot drops, make snakes history
Dreams of living civilly in Sicily
Laughing with a fan

tool by my crotch, I'll unload it
Let me break down this leaf, let me unroll it
Let me roll up this weed, cause we gon' blow it Cause we stay with them

We Ball

Young Thug

Wins & Losses [Deluxe]

2017

nobody
They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
Three felonies, ain't

Hit 2 times
Hit 2 times with the bass turned up
Face down
Fuck 12 we buss
Gotta match my vibe
If eye cuff it’s a must
3, 000 Feet on the private Jet

Wu Banga

GZA

Supreme Clientele

2000

like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the virtue
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, burst through
That shit, fatter than all

whole bid
But didn't max out, yo Jose is
In other words courageous
From South Carolina to DC
Yo the NC, hit Atlanta like Montana
Comin out the airport wit

ain't want it
Woke up in the morning with two bitches made a porn
I didn't do this shit all by myself I had a army
She a boss bitch she pulling up in

Next to the money stuffed up in the mattress
Three times is the goal like a hat trick
Shorty mix it up, she got dat puff
Feet over her head like a back

and yo shit
Five feet five feet five feet
I might kill em all the grave is small it’s only
Five feet five feet five feet
Don’t you try me bitch I’m going

some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow
Its 5:13 by the clock on the wall
Motherfuckers move so I can make a phone call

Shit is getting late

Stars

Tech N9ne Collabos

Welcome to Strangeland

2011

what I'm doing
I'm getting better, even clever, rockin' it then I ruin every competitor
We at 'em poppin' shit, I be chewin' 'em up ahead of ya,

Real Shit

Eric B. & Rakim

Classic

2003

and pull the plug 
You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues 
From the streets beneath my feet to the sun 
I'm number one and competition is

y3nDa’O
I swear y3nDa’O
I swear y3nDa’O

Big body girl
That be what i like
Kotom) ni obashi
Side by side
Hit it from the back
That’s how i ride

3ny3 ni3

ain't the way it's supposed to be
How they wishin' the six feet below for me
When I'm givin' them respect and dough for B
Make you never wanna connect

Episode 14: Killing the Game

Method Man

Meth Lab II: The Lithium

2018

I saw all of 'em three on the floor, whoa
But I guess what can I say?
I hit J-F-K and was back to L-A
A thief in the night and a thief in the day

raised me
Snatched the rug from under my feet, now my dreams paisley
Send a hit when that money clear like I'm Tay Keith
Give a nigga the drummer's ear,

[Lil'Flip]

Lil' Flip
Represent
7-1-3

Now when you see me in the Lamborghini speeding, bumpin Screw
I know you see my license plate, "Lil' Flip

hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks

and drop hit's
Ever so harder than a mothafucker
You see it nigga
Diamonds glitter, what you want to split ya
Three-pound-sevens'll hit ya
Focus

a minute
Love me 'cause I'm so authentic 
Mitch McConnell still in senate
Ocean risin' by the minute
Just like us, we came to win it
I got properties