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In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

Bottle of Humans

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

claim rogue
Enflame clothes and sing songs of underdepression love
Chemical imbalanceship, paranoia
My scientist fiction, I kick space raps that's down

don't know about grinding my dog
I put my life in my art
My life on the line for my marge
Real rap, she put life in my heart
I give nothing less
If

a beautiful world, can I please stay in it? 
Life it goes by in a New York minute
There's wild roses still blooming in me

I'm gone in my head on a dream

of fake love
Fake people, spreading lies
Who I must stay away from
Who really by my side
Who really gone ride
If they take me from my kids
Would you pull

Walk On By

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

[Featuring Charli Baltimore] 

(Kid Capri) 
Yes indeed  What the deal 
This is the world famous Kid Capri 
up here wit my man Joey Crack 
Joey

here we go
Just give me my dough and do
The show then I'm outtie yo!
Runnin' in the back seat
Sippin' on the Guinness
Fuckin' with a MAC-10 ready to be

the
Kid from Hell’s Kitchen
I’m a better me than him
So shout out to big homie
Hope he see this shit, yeah
My confidence is ambitious but not delusional

Spittin' like a lake in hell
But bitches like my God
Plus niggas flicking lenses on
Me like a tripod
'Cuz they know there's only one eye
Like cyclops
You

like I'm tryna get my rocks off
The pretty girl's ugliest friend couldn't cockblock
Glock-load, I give 'em both barrels like lockstock
Now it's on top

Get in Where You Fit In

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is

tempted by women at times
It's like being the king of the hill
Surrounded by dimes but that's the least of
My trials and tribulations (what)
Handle

thank you for that
All the pain i feel is put in all of my tracks
A nigga move as one i do not role with a gang
Someone bring me down i will not give em

wanna borrow kid 
Cause they see I got a chain and had ice man way before marvel did
I ain't liar man i spit fire man and ya girl slid down my pole like

yeah, you wildin' kid

Free, all my young niggas in that cell
Exotic bags in, you can tell by the smell
Got another backend
yeah, my pockets gone' swell

chain, no Quavo
Rappin' like I'm outta my mind
You know they vouchin' for the kid, 'cause I'm top of the line
They put them bars in a row and I'm not in

Give me that energy
Hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah
I feed off your energy
Hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah mad energy

Who you know that can lift a
Crowd

24 Hrs. to Live

DMX

Harlem World

1997

the pedestal
I'd even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look in my Beretta, too
I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Show them

Minority Report

Jay-Z

Kingdom Come

2006

another bush surrounded by a couple orchids
Poor kids just 'cause they were poor kids
Left 'em on they porches same old story in New Orleans
Silly

Mama said just be myself
If they don't like it
Then give em hell
I look at you
You look at me
You look away
Still by myself
Dizzy looking all around

the chemicals
They add in our water?
Why would I poison my new born
With needles and vaccines?
The pastor knows it's true
But he don't want to
Expose the crooked

[ VERSE 1 ]
Woke up the other mornin, I heard a rumor
They said the gang wars was over
I told em they was bullshittin, they said it's real as hell

To get lit
Peek over where the sidewalk ends
Take a sniff kid
Put that boom in your trunk
Quench that elephant thirst
Disasterous, naw just one hell

Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done gots my fame
Wants my kid
Wants my crib, since I done