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you listen to my written
You gon' see that it's nice
Rapping like chicken and rice
Up in your head like I'm lice
I just be rolling, rolling, rolling

will my son see my humor
Will he think I'm just a boomer or say that I'm a sick producer
Hopefully he thinks the same
The way I did when I refrained
I

together we can read thru
To all my friends I speak to
Momma loves you so just trust yourself and be you
Rex-ray vision I can always seem to see through
All

I am not a rapper, I'm a fuckin' artist
I am not a rapper, I'm a - artist
Verses perfect, on my Sommer Ray, this shit is flawless
Might just go

Royalty

Cam'ron

Code of the Streets, Vol. 1

2004

a brick back,
Now I'ma move it by day nigga six macks,
And ain't no runnin' off with yay shootin' big straps,
Forty cals, S.k's with no kick back,
Get

you, every challenge becomes a joyride.

In your eyes, I see a universe unfold,
A love story written worth more than gold.

[Chorus]
You, you bring out

Represent

Show & A.G.

Badmeaningood

2003

raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks.
So in a battle I be stabbin',choppin' M-C'ss like trees,
Piece-by-piece buildin' cabins.
I'm a maniac magician,

I'm with a centerfold
Eight hundred originals
I was flipping Os
Ducking feds getting dough
And my pistol blow to niggas who think it's a joke
Ps hit

I think I loose my mind

One day you see you will be mine, yeahhh
Our worlds collide it´s a matter of time

One day you see you will be mine, yeahhh

that money on whims
They spend that money on guns, provide the strap for my hip
I hop in rays from the sun, my famished soul need a sip
Capri destination

tops
Bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face is in blu ray
And these black diamonds like boondocks
I restore the feelin' of when
Niggas made a killin'

This is not the way, that it goes now

Uh, I'm 24 and I'm real enough to say
If I don't make it big by 30 I'ma kill myself
I bet you think this is

Not wit' a Dealer

MC Lyte

Eyes on This

1989

Miss see said (No, I'm stayin with my man
He stands by me, so I too must stand)
Girl, you're stupid, you're gonna take a fall
( *phone rings* ) and then

Welcome back to that blue station
And I'm your host, DJ Azul
And if you're feelin' blue, ya already
I'm chillin' with a young king
By way of Alabama

some hoes in the backyard they barbequing them stakes
I sippin on that Alaze, I'm smoking on that better hay
Sittin by the pool with my ray bands

Seen it all happen got vision like Bennett
I think I ball like 2k
I want my chain in Blu Ray
Working so hard I ain't slept in two days
Tryna come back in

to say
Pullups with pronated grips I'm doing them almost everyday
These are my thoughts and what I portray spitten them visuals sixteen k
Going by all

rocking Prada boots I knew some way I'm a get paid
What else you got on you? Them gold chains hand 'em over thanks
Sorry to put a shot in you you should've

the real thing
Couldn’t even go one minute but I’m sure they feel me
Some may wanna be me, they can’t even see me
Like John Cena Imma show you what I can be

Ghetto Cowboy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection: Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

Itll be trouble round here pretty soon
Glance across the room
I see this youngsta gettin ready to fire
But if he messin tonight 
I think that Krayzie

See I got my third yeah eat, pray, love
My pride and joy, Stevie Ray Vaughn
I would pay a milly just to see her smile
From across that table

saying goodbye to what I used to think was right
Cuz they don't wanna see me cry
They don't wanna see me, they don't wanna see me
They don't wanna see me

my hands up and made invisible glasses
I still couldn't see it
Treat a broke nigga like we playin' freeze tag, 'cause I just couldn't be it
Treat

You

Raphael Saadiq

All Hits at the House of Blues

2003

I put it down for the L-B-C
(I put it down for a place called Queens)
You know I represent the 213
(I hold it down for the big city)

I keep it