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the benjamins
And how you roll
My definition of hiphop is what I'm on kid
It's not about the roots now
It's all about the branches
(Te Awanui)
4 core element

A Little Green Rosetta

Frank Zappa

Joe's Garage: Acts II & III

1979

And if this doesn't convince you that MUSIC
causes BIG TROUBLE...then maybe I should turn off my plastic' megaphone and
sing the last song on the album

've been all by myself
And I don't need your help
But I been here all alone
That's the way it go
The way it go
I wont let em speak on my name no no
Run up

The INC Is Back

Ja Rule

Blood in My Eye

2003

a nigga so we was all red
Twenty four with no diploma I don't really care
These cowards don't got it crackin and I'm out there
Lou we got the brown,

Ok let me get started 
Running from pain 
I'm all in my head 
I feel like I can't get started 
I stay in my lane 
I try to reframe but I know I can't

to get this all crunk. Pick me up, let me out, blow me up, and bump my music loud. I have too many styles comin out of me everytime I make a track. I hit

memory lane
For all their homie g shizzle dawgs

It's been 10 years and I still can't wrap
My head around the fact that
We still make raps
Take it back

Slayin the beat cuz it’s all I know
Hopin that ya’ll enjoyed the show
Not only the pain but the flowers grow
There’s air in the leaves so the pain can glow

sleep on that
I wont be something that I’m not
Like all these niggas
But never mind I wont speak on that
Im in the spot that nigga said he creepin at
Said

through all of the shit that I said that I was, never was nothing I'm not
So if you gon' speak on my name you can tell it to me straight or give me a call

swear that I'm up to no good (it's heavy shit)
I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good
Music move me through me, feel it zoomin' through my body
Like

a album
Checkin' on my Instagram every hour
Like damn I hate this dude, god
He's such a faggot
Why they think he dope, fame why he have it
Damn his music

Theme Song

Killah Priest

Priesthood

2001

a rhyme
My album'll touch you like the death of Malcom
Comes in CDs, cassettes, internet, and volumes
I was raised by a certain column on my info
I know

my bones feel stiff 
I might jump a cliff, if there's no lift 
Sacrifice time to make music 
Real recognizes real in this music 
Go hard all night,

my bones feel stiff 
I might jump a cliff, if there's no lift 
Sacrifice time to make music 
Real recognizes real in this music 
Go hard all night,

knew I was
Finna do it
Since a nigga was thirteen
Once you slap
The whole damn album
You'll believe me
When I speak
I got too much damn
Talent

You see I write my name in stone as I grow into my own
I'm bad to the bone and a beast I'm in my zone
No need for hallow tips or 9 that's plated by

rock
M m master rap 
Froggy core twinklyness that Hailey adores 
Shout to baby, for being on all fours 

What if I don’t make it
What if this isn’t good

to do
the lies people gave to me I swear that shit so overdue
Next time you speak to me tell me nothing but facts
My music from my heart that's where my

That's Right

T.I.

My Turn to Eat

2008

live it
Get to da money by da bundle how I spend it
All my cars tinted but dey kno who? s in it
Same cool dude on da mic givin? you da bidness
The brase

been around
Put my all into this music
Thoughts within the sound
Cuz somehow they never sync and always tend to drown
So I only speak in lyrics while I

the album, y'all got me feeling important
But I never gas myself, was taught to practice humility
Besides, boasting and bragging just takes up too much energy

Yeah Yeah
All though we grown and older now
Momma told me Im you teacher
My brothers keeper yeah yeah

(Verse 1: Suli4Q)

We turned pain into laghter

Who would think id walk the same halls as President Carter 
Wish I could be full time in this music I garnered 
But it all came together like the rivers