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My Music

The Beatnuts

The Originators

2002

the cheddar
I'm making to much I'm getting hated by the tela
I'm making so much I'm getting customized leather
Brand new shoes, twenty-twos and better
So I

but it's simple, 
write like it's  code, 
wifi live with no signal, 
fly when I spit flow, 
difficult, 
mind leave your wig blown, 
end mine signed with

and watch you fall
Been all over the place with the thoughts I draw
Traumatized with the things I saw
Nobody cares whether you like it or not
Always by

bitch i am tha art
Even through my so called bad
Yes i be saying thank you
King gon head
Honor every part that make you
They dont gotta tell you
Just make

out the park
Paint his brains on the street turn that boy into art
You can write a whole book with the words that I speak
I discern what you sayin no

of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,

down there appears too thin to walk on, so there's no way to do it by hand... So, I'll need to use my lightweight remote control car to split the trees

Anything can come and may the walls cave in, boy  
 I’m just a homeless soul in Berlin, boy  
  
 I tried saying: hey, each downfall is good for my art  
 I

in the ville how I go by it
I was stuck in a rut, I was nobody
I been looking for something to go body
There's an art to the hustle like Yo Gotti
Kick

Shout out to boys with a game plan
Playing the game like it's the first time
Shout out to boys with escape plans
Playing the game like it's the last

wrote for me
I grip a stick I wrote a
Poem not a rap
I'll be slapping when
The money's bottlecaps
Fall out
With niggas that care about
All clout

Yeah
I'm in the backseat, window rolled down
Watching life go by, no telling how it's gonna turn out
I was only 15 with a major league dream

But

scratch of flavor flav saying "stay off his dick"
And ice cube saying "all on my snoopy" *

* cut n scratch of flavor flav saying "yo yo check this out

how could I get up in arms about you saying trash is all that I put out?
Bitch, I still get the bag when I'm putting garbage out
Plus, the potty

We ain’t ashamed to lift Him high
Everywhere we go we lift Him high
Just saying what’s up
When praises go up
Those blessings fall down down
Higher

What you running from? (Yeah)
What you running from? (Yeah)
What you running from now... yeah
Maybe my pastor struck a nerve... by calling me out

by ya side hold It down
Hold it down
Don't be worried bout the boy I'ma hold it down
I just wanna fall through
Teach you how to hold me down

leave you, Boy
For the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you, Henry
So there ain't no need to cry

And I

[Intro - Pharrel]
Malice saying we to hot
New verses please
c'mon!

[Chorus - Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, what them boys want

With 23 flavors in your ear, you can call me the doctor
No detox, so I'm sick with every hit that I author
Why bother sticking to punches when I kick

it out my place/ call me mutumbo
If we aint talking money/bro no convo
Nothing but family business/ what I convo
Its to difficult/ like a game on cheat

the face

Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that

It's a Demo

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

The Juice Crew Story

1995

Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name

spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo