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the same chain with a chain
They turned black politics into a gang
They said the white man’s ice is way colder
So what the fuck they in Sierra Leone for
What

is just tha remix
They say they got drive but ya ignition is broke, go get ya keys fixed
The way that I put in work, they gon say that Trizzy got Jesus

in black grim reaper
Walk with the scythe at my hip
It's bad bitch nation
Creep by TLC at the top of my list
I tried to compete but the ref wouldn't

cuz I ain’t askin’
Will runs too deep and it’s everlastin’
Gratitude for the rise
I got that by the boatload
Aim is for Legacy
Live beyond when my box

history,
Like how I got here, is a mystery.
Picturing his past, Pippin’s having flashbacks, 
To back when all he had was his black napsack,
He’s packed

Black Barkley's and white keys get chipped
Now I got a little something to flip
It's never makeshift
Meyhem Lauren ain't a myth
Marvelous gift, repeatedly

gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches

In Tha Hood

Big Pokey

Flow Masters Vol. 1

2006

And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
This ya' boy Yung Joc; you know Block Entertainment
And my motherfuckin' nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Hey,

In tha Hood

Trill N True

Hood Certified

2008

And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
This ya' boy Yung Joc; you know Block Entertainment
And my motherfuckin' nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Hey,

In the Hood

Bun B

Restless

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

Ready for War

The LOX

Opposite of H2O

2000

'cupation
In a building hustlin', that's Sheek's Playstation
Motherfuckers want to ride by and ice grill
Change that to ice, dick
Show me, motherfucker,

scars by my own hands
Surrounded by woman but I'm not a man kuz I haven't grown
I will shatter reflections kuz I must escape
Pray my son never ever relate

Music the home of that feng-shui hey
Yup found my way back refused to follow rules
Love to take action similar to what them vowels do
Said I'm in the keys

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)

[Let me put this bible down for a minute…]
This that rippity rapper, click-clacka
Get back or nigga get clapped

wanna clone em
Now the white folks wanna own em
Cuz they fear the the black man
When nobody can control em
Got good head on his shoulders
Don't care for

Grabbed my keys, breeze
Now I'm at a spot speaking easy
And throwing them back. My over do it stats
Chat had Miss loving every minute
We're about

with Keys
I'm holdin' all the stripes and the solids in the pocket
Keeping a black ball 'til I'm ready to knock it

Aye
Wine pon it, baby
You know

sátiros escuchando a los clásicos.
Lupe Fiasco, Kick Push…
escribir y patinar, vivir el loop,
escuchando a Method Man en Wu Tang,
mi clan, Bastardos,

joints
Stash the baggy in my Reeboks, zoinks!
Ghost's face red already, there's no sun
I'm winded too, man, but fuck it
We gotta run!
Deuce misdemeanors

“why should it be you?” 
Because I’m more than a man wrapped in an armor of black skin, 
Because I have absolute longevity as opposed to a brief stint
I

DeBo got the keys to the Smoke 
That's How I hit different lows 
And how my nights got bitter Cool
Like black families when they 
Read R.I.P Witherspoon

days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in

sound like
"Ratata-tat-TAT"
Were you inspired by cat's hat?
'Cause that's wack
Ineffective attacks
I'll make you pay like tax
Man I spit so fresh and so

you ain't seen before

I got D'usse bottles
And my bad bitch model
Like we fuckin' hit the lotto
I'd be dead by tomorrow
If I went full throttle
Bring