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counting cash and not stacking it
Man I might get in trouble
I need my this to double
I don't need to worry about the bubble
I don't need to worry about

was supposed to got old together 
My heart cold forever 
Now my bro gone forever
And it's fucced up but we hold on
Try to stay strong
Livin replayin

and it adios you
My buzz bi-coastal, took the game over like I'm supposed to (ha)
I'm in position you cannot get close to
I got shot in my throat, still

hard trynna get by

I fuck with NF and Token
Even though I'm someone who can't relate
I'm not open
Needa shrink my bubble down instead of trynna grow it

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

twos
Nigga know I got that K with me
If I call Kojack, nigga know that
Boy gon' spray for me, baow

Write it in the books, I'm a crook
Tell by the look

this bubble
Got me bamboozled by the way you lead me on
Supposed to be my princess Toadstool but instead you're Donkey Kong ugh
Your way with words it

call that getting froze
Know some niggas out in shh still getting off them loads
I'll buss it down to dubs or I'll sell it by the fours
Man I been

to someone when they are all in those little bubbles
Those tiny little social circles
What am i supposed to do shove my way in and say what are you talking

Post it up, post it up, for him

Tell me what I'm supposed to do
I noticed you noticing me noticing you, ooh
I'm digging your style, your smile, u-n-i

on a level plane
American airlines in the game
The way I Contain the heat
Like bubble coats
Erik Spoelstra type coach
I Keep it in the dome
Imposter syndrome

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Yeah baby baby no more
27 février dans les bacs you know
Tu kiffes Fababy? T'es qu'un suceur
Aux platines: DJ Battle
Viens pas nous tester si t'as

work wit that
I can work wit that 

[Verse 2 DJ Quik]
Lemme do my job girl don't make it easy for me
Tomorrow morning make my eggs with onions cheesy for

H2oproof

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the gauge and we can

, had to invest with it
Got me speaking from the heart, right out the chest with it (right out the chest)
You ever looked down a barrel supposed to next

phone by no gnat
Don't be calling my phone by no slats
Yeah, you know that them slimes is ready
Ain't finna wait it's now or never
Standing on business

shit till it bubble
60 years old smoking on a sack of bubba
Say I'm like you, extra smooth
I’m smooth as butter give grandma a kiss
And tell her that we

Drop It Heavy

Roc Raida

Crossfaderz

2000

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

Bop Your Head

Killah Priest

View From Masada

2000

low-pitched to high-pitched, every hour we kill a hostage
We judge MC`s by they lyrical fitness
And punish DJ`s for puttin corny stickers on they mixes
Smack

brings
Pain stress that bubbles the rage makes it Double
You can't wait for others cause the Brain about to crumble
And break into a million pieces

arms
And love one another
We’ll get there
Even if it’s not in this generation
We gotta keep working to build the foundation

Written By: Angel Hart

©

to the minds but to the soul is vital signs 
Fed through vines in lines of poetic chimes 
When some hear it they bubble and wine
Some drink wine 
Or bun a big

They told me they gon' get me if
They do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up
Until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead