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gotta love it, New York City (haha)

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)

[Chorus]
Can't nobody
Tell me nothing
Out the jungle
To the city
I'm hunting
Strike fear
Cause these niggas
Too comfy
Gonna knock them off the wall

bag, gon' get some help

By number nine, I'm Big 8's, as you can tell
Its A1makeyoupay1 for my sister get me out this hell
I shouldn't even be here,

destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know

Take It Back Home

Rasco

Time Waits for No Man [Pocketslinted]

1998

ten steps head to field
I the super dope master quotes
Hit y'all in throat, be lyrics of wide scope
Go tell your friends, demand the vote
These

Know some niggas in them walls who ain't getting bail
Will we make it out these stress only time will tell
I ran up my bag nigga can't you tell
Put them

These shrimp look greeny and raw
Spend a ten cents, that's the middle
Don't bring a false witness

Freakin' pissed, later tried to make amends
Supposed

Looked up in the mirror I'm so cunt Feel like a million bucks.
These bitches can't take me but I Swear to god I'm out of Fucks.
And if that nigga

Show & Prove

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

hitting hard, oh word, I'm gon rock it
Once the shit drops, that's dough to the pocket
I cut hand, you still can't get no cards
You couldn't deal with

taker I'ma die trying to ball
Street nigga don't abide by the law
Keep it on me they don't play fair
Tell a pussy nigga take care
Still young but I done

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round

Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover

you gon get a face shot
The wrong words spoke a make a fuckin 8 pop
An I'm tryna make it out so hustle can't stop
Tell my niggas stay tuned til

Mirror mirror on the wall, Is it right, is it wrong? 
It ain't hard, swear to God. These niggas ain't real at all 

M-m-mirror, t-t-tell me she

Bells of War

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

man it's Wu-Tang Forever God
Niggas can't fuck with these lyrics God
You know what I'm sayin'
Nah mean
Oh hell no, none of this shit
Come on man beats,

You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears
I'm doing my thing (ha, ha)
I said I've been doing my own thing
You can tell by my Benz

Wommer!
ARTHUR:  Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest.  If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round

Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover

a notch

I can't get you outta my
They tell me hell nah no way
Cause i can feel that you might 
Rein back and be wear you stay
(Off the wall)

I'm going off

cancer 
How many chances? 
How many losses? 
Too many to count 
Is my family getting smaller? 
I've made the mistake of 
Building these walls 
Don't tell

can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep

I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it

A nigga local
Let me coach you
Tell you the women that I go through
Never been on a plane
But feeling bi-coastal
One night in Asia this girl remains

and deceit

Inside these walls
A prisoner you've been
Open your eyes
And see what I can see

Tell me the truth
Not what I want to hear
I realise
There's

These walls that you've built
Of glass, but you stone them down
Surrounded by shards
They break, and they leave their scars
But I don't wanna tell

Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way