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Yo P waddup
Hell yeah that's whats good
Shit I can dig it
Go ahead and smoke on that shit
I'm finna run in the store and grab a couple more
You

Magic tell me I deserve it
On my P's and Q's so you can't tell me I ain't perfect
Really need a vacay always working make it worth it
Getting caught up in

mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If

Grid Iron Rap

GZA

Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 2

2004

teeth in

Fuck what you believe in, you real-fake
Fishin in the same lake, eatin off the same cake you blow face

Who go that ready cook, synthetic

your column in inches
Five stars, even if the critics don't give this
Eleven out of ten on my worst days
But they didn't believe it in the first place

could be one
Until I see BIG, Pac
See Pun but this ain't Eazy
I can't take a Big L, my city needs me
I gotta win the proof is in the pudding
And I been

At My Very First Party
I Felt I Could Make My Self Somebody
It Was Something In My Heart From The Very Start
I Could See Myself At The Top Of The Chart

and switch P to a g
I’m still on my A-game, wherever I be
This here is something to see
Light up the show like A-D
Boy that’s "E" to the z
Exchanging my money

She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in

She look like Maybelline (Maybelline)
Straight outta magazine (Magazine)
Something I can't believe (Can't believe)
She feel like fantasy (Fantasy)

but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear

Grid Iron Rap

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

teeth in

Fuck what you believe in, you real-fake
Fishin in the same lake, eatin off the same cake you blow face

Who go that ready cook, synthetic

P.MO & Mike Squires – Come Home
Performed By: P.MO, Mike Squires
Written By: Parker ‘P.MO’ Morsey, Mike Squires
VERSE:
I told mike give me something

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by

into the show  (step into the show)
I'm only interested in one thing (one thing)
Making something out of nothing somewhere on my own steam.

Gotta' do

Middle of the Night

MJG

No More Glory

1997

It's just something bout the moon and the stars
And the dark blue sky that turns me on
I be chillin' in the day by the time somthing down
Gotta get

on people, don't be a snob
No 
Non of what we doing is easy, I promise you
You could do like me, work hard believe in you
Cause you could be something now

AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones

Hoes in My Room

Snoop Dogg

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

room?

Now it was five B.A.P hoes and they look like trash
But one was midget, so we'll just say four and a half
I was stuck speechless, couldn't believe

is something like a drug
Caught in your mix you need a fix I'll be your plug
I got whatever you want

I got whatever you want
You ain't even gotta lie

Tru 2 da Game

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

a know that I slang, that I-see-E 

And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames 

Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man 

My little homies posted up

case you like a witch

[Chorus]
Lost too many
Lost my man
R.I.P to Steve
Still can't believe
I remember he was funny
Never thought he can die
Never

free in this world
Thought you knew by now
Trying get a fucking hand out
Like who is this clown
You trying to get this o on credit
I can not allow
I had

(Worst)
R.i.p. to the old me
Man i really changed for the worst
(Fah fah fah fah fah)
Yuh yuh yuh yuh

R.i.p. to the old me
Man i really changed for