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of the tyrants
It's all heard thru the wire
Trial by fire
Ima tiger, no fear for lions
Bitch, why you lying
Don't be frightened
By the shining
Ima Diamond
In

On the Smooth Tip

Sweet Tee

Queens of Rap

1990

are clappin 
My deejay's on the cuts and Sweet Tee's rappin 
Rockin the spot 'cause the jam is hot 
You think i'm through? hm, not by a long shot

Eastside Ryders

Ruff Ryders

Ryde or Die, Vol. 3: In the "R" We Trust

2001

Insane 20 gang, anything killa
Tracy Davis, hair raises, Goldie loc the stealer

Gang lock down, we can't stop now
Get in the way of villain and tray

asked if she could have a dance off 
And Tracy Was over there racing until she hit the wall
 Stand tall 
Now you prolly have a question
 Where were you

got a .223 in artillery
Pull out my glock if you try to get rid of me
Yea I do it for my city not my town

Why do you want smoke
yea it's goin down
yea

there by my side
You were always there for me, even when life was crazy
That's insane, that's crazy, how you call me baby
It's not a no, not a sure, it's

gates marked by wood surname signs
Line the sparsely housed wide set dead end streets
If you drive down to where the gravel gives way
To the orange dirt

Not cbout To Fall, by Kitt Chapman

Take'n time for simple pleasures
c laugh or two with a bright eyed glint
Kicking up dust from my barefoot toes

your eyes
Then you looked away.
I wish I could see your face,
But you could not stay.

Now there's mistakes that I would erase
If I could change my life.

the source
Did you bother to look and see if you respect the source
Let a stranger whisper in your ear
Posted and repeated it
If you knew the source you pro'ly

wanna
I dont wanna
I-I-I-I dont wanna
I'm number one like I'm Tracy McGrady
I don't want it if you're playin' these games
They always hate but it's never

wasn't smoking out tinfoil
In front of the school I'm inhaling
I had the sour by Tracy's
Chain on my neck and it's danglin'
I will not rest til I've made

If you're coming at me, I will win bigly
Get a clue Dick Tracy
Ted Cruz where the bodies you be saving?
Zodiac Killa!
Jeb Bush is a waste you see
When

Ode to Childhood, by Kitt Chapman


Recalling touch stones, 
That built our home zones, amidst a merry-go-‘round. 

Friendships have fallen, some

You are now tuned in
To all the classics, all the hits
You know what I'm saying
Yeah
I spent too many nights by my lonely
I've spent too many nights

imma go head out
Imma go now sleep on the floor
By the way, I ain't done yet I have to talk to some of you
The game is not yet finished, i still have

got him tweakin
Damn I been icy not talking no freezer
Ain't moving Keys my name not Alicia
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run

Go Hard

Rick Ross

Down and Dirty, Vol. 32

2008

of me, she gon' go down
Maybe I would have slowed down if I knew what I know now 
I'm scooby, I know I'm dumb
It could get fuckin' old, well it's good I'm

Go Hard

Kanye West

Streets Advocate

2008

of me, she gon' go down
Maybe I would have slowed down if I knew what I know now 
I'm scooby, I know I'm dumb
It could get fuckin' old, well it's good I'm

blow (Bloaww)
Keep that glock right by my side
If you wanna slide meet me outside
You better decide if you wanna die
Let that bitch fucc cus she applied

high, pass the blunt in the rotation
Tracy terrified, cause he riskin' graduation
So he runnin’ back to class, right on time that n***a made it
Now he

called me local
I know they hatin
Only time a nigga local
If you find yourself adjacent
I'm not the type to get complacent
Lord knows I hate complaining
If

like this it ain't easy go figure 
But flowing mean nothing if bars don't deliver
I'm still on my grind the priorities bigger
It's not just the music I

shit
And if he with zeddy
I promise that's gang
Same niggas I came with
When I run up a cheque ama
Sort out my image
But I promise I'll stay lit

And if