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younger
Hit the flint warm my hands by the fire
I burn like parchment
Am I on the decline
Don't wear a watch cuz it makes me remember
Rewinding clocks, was

Drama

Ice-T

Power

1988

harder on yourself, son"
I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever
"Have you ever been arrested before?"
"Nope, never"
DA reject all over his face
You see,

ever feel misguided never do forget to Pray

Am outside hallelujah
The system wasn't made for us but look how we Menouvver
Look the way I'm dough froze

still in the 80's
N by this i mean 2080 joe biden and trump behind the scenes are making babies
Fake ladies men who got labias adhd wave im in the future

Woah
Mmm
Where am I
And who the hell are you
Fuck
Am I- Am I stuck
Ahh man, ooh man
I done got in this shit again

Don't go
Don't go
For Broke
Lost

Seeing red got 'em scared, Joe McCarthy
Ima finish these bozos, está loco
Bares enfermos, pero no mocos
I am really really bomb, Pearl Harbor
He wanna link

a piece of paper and wrote Please Don't Go
I knew I was better than an ordinary Joe
It's my time to shine with my rap game flow
Smokin' on my haters pack,

I am trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble
We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover
This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this

Maledicta Lepus, written by Harrison Moreton, performed by Byron Sinfield, Harrison Morton and Joe Penny
Greg: Oh, nice to finally test the damn

True Colors / It's On

The Game

1992

2016

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

some of their fears
Homie, Who am I?
A Black man with black hands
Man, Who am I?
A Black guy with black eyes dawg
Who am I?
A boy who probably just got

Alex Jones, Joe Rogan, Hulk Hogan, Seth Rogan
Go get me smokin
Go get the OG Tolkien
I'm out here tolkiened up
My dope in
I am fly
No stopping no regards

Could it be we're reflecting the seasons changing
By and large, you've sunken me deep
How dangerous
I'mma roll before I leave
See, I'm cultured
These

right 
pressures on, wont fail 
nigga got too much to prove 
would have been, lost it, but I got too much to lose 
say what you want about Joe but I stood

Makin' Money

MIMS

Guilt

2009

hard, 
I go hard I go so so hard. 

Joe Clark I am who they lean on 
Ice shining you can call them Xeneon, 
I don't use a lot of energy to get this

Festival in august two thousand and BUDA
Buda-pest, I'm the Buda-pest, this is Buda-pest, listen Buda-pest
I am Buda-pest, this that Buda-pest, get back

I don’t fuck with nobody like that 
Bitch you tried it
It’s young Joe Trill
Just trying to get to a mill
 Keepin’ it a bill
The Art of Not Givin’

won show the world you fit make it by doing you too,  
 
That's why I'm happy Blacko's doing all the things we couldn't do,  
 
 I swear e hit me as I

I'm burning the page
Moment I pick up the pen and I write it
My flow is ignited
You fanning the fire
By listening
Yeah

People dismissing him
I do

bars kinda tasty don't hate me
Tryna get bread am by the bakery
And am so original I made me
Customer supply this damn I paid me

Inhale and exhale

Big Dreams

Game

Crack Addiction LA

2008

enough fellas to be you, nigga
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule niggas

The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe?
I

ama monster
Bloody purge on the street
Ama monster
Cold blooded deadly beast
Ama a monster 

[Verse 3:Touff]

I just told ghost that am bout to switch

That's How I Did 'Em

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home [Clean]

1994

to silence the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my competitor
Freakin the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors
Like back up off me dukes,