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shit that I'm not around
Sorry if you don't like lyrics then turn this down
I get respect for my work cause I'm real
Cause I'm not just rhyming to get me

vengeance I'm still pissed
Steady with the weapon reckon I injure with linguistics
Hungry for blood man I eat em all like yummy yum
Tummy rumbles it's hard

Any Emcee

Nine

Hood Classics

I'm the man with the plan you can't disagree with that

Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arms
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arms

Gotta give it to the man till you're on stage
You get me, big SK, big smoke
Fumez The Engineer, kweng, carns
Been plugged in, a boy better know

Due Me a Favour

Kardinal Offishall

Not 4 Sale

2008

this in Harlem, nah mean?
Yeah I know
But uhm, yo man, you don't even kick me no hot, like no exclusive shit
You don't kick no lyrics to me, nah mean?

Mama used to bath me a with bucket water
Now I’m chilling in a bathtub
When I ain’t chilling with my Man dem
I be spitting lyrics you can turn into

Waiting patiently in a station, waiting patiently in a station
Only with me and my suffcation, only with me and my suffocation
On this planet I'm

from me
Things that are irreplaceable
I'm a man with a hole where my heart should be
I already know where I'ma go
Praying for my soul, but not to the man

postin them guns
Want me to quit but I'm nowhere done
Heating shit up we be hot as the sun
Chasing all the bread, we don't want none of the crumbs bitch

it with Bas and Cole, in awe of their skillThen I’d let the lyrics spill, I’d have big shoes to fill
Man I feel like quarterback, marchin down fieldFor

the sun, having fun 
Just me and my friends, before the day threatens me with night
And I miss my Italian ice as it runs down my throat, without so much

riches
Had to speak up
Cause they were the ones
Counting me out
Made me put
Passion in my lyrics
Man of my word
They say don't be absurd
But still don't

It's that unknown T type beat
One day I'll find me type beats
In a clean white T locked eyes with a chick she a 9 
That's what I call a 3 x 3 now she

man hasn't learned his lesson
Reload that weapon
Everytime I step
Breath's on pause, lifes get tekken
No santa clause but rap is gifted with my presence

with my mad skills
Tried to measure myself on a bad scale, didn't work for me and so I lashed out
People said to me I couldn't rap now so here I am again

comes to talking bout' my lyrics
Don't test it i come in the rap game
Because I am the best fit
Erase his identity, if he try to forsaken me
Chop him,

showing me that bigger plan
It’s time to be the bigger man
It’s been a while now this music shits In the bag
It's in the bag
There isn't nothing in this

with 40's in the palm of our hand
Laughing and rapping in the studio, feel like I'm on 10
Up till the sun starts rising, mixing and mastering
Strapped up

know my lyrics I know she a fan
Girl I'm too hot I just need me a fan
Shoot for the sun I'ma get me a tan
Cleezy the jacket gon' cost me a band
He

Onslaught 2

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

The problem with me is I'm the heart of the streets
Niggaz callin' for peace, they can't even call the police
If I ain't better than you I'm harder to beat

Frozen

Method Man

The Saga Continues

2017

FBI planted bug on the millions
Shootouts, hang clouts on the train ride
Mafias, assassins, cocaine is inside
Fat man with the pinky ring laughin'

to meet?
Who to trust man? Trust me it's so bleak
Play me some beats
Lyrics i always find myself struggling with
Struggling to survive, every night i almost

with me man
Shit can get ugly real quick
Yeah
Formerly

make me have to lose you,
Wish there was a world where I didn't have to choose you,
Wish there was where I could be truthful, be truth cause,
Sun meri