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Fuck dying I'm a ride till this gun jam
they hoppin' out the whip quick
you better run fam

Track his ass down quick
commits to rush fam
It's kill

the Regolith, feeling nervethy see the red alert
Blurt shuzh melt my blunts till it become nothing year gone by
My heart goes dry I still
Have no a plan,

the leaves
I moved my heart from off my sleeve
I'm still at war with this machine

I'm with the slow jams
I'm groovin like Marvin
Inner city blues, I'm

Money on My Brain

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

rims
Presidential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with Gucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in restaurants,

to blend in
I won't ever switch not now and not back then
Had to hustle by myself never need no damn friends
Remember I was down bad you don't know about

draws
Wear you at
You know that I'm in a mood
To slow jam baby
Talking rhythm and blues
One by one
Two by two
I'm a stone cold gentleman
Don't get it

by 6:34
Madhouse are on tour
But of cos nobody does it better than us
We cut across, regions and zones of Africa
I'm in the top 10  one greatest for

pressed from coal, I'm
Just ( pause) flesh and bone, 
Toned to def by poems, I etched in stone
Yes I'm blessed, da next testament
Must confess, I just

I've been locked in and I ain't coming out the jam
Shawty sneak off from her mother, coming to the motherland
I've been stretching this bitch out

allow me
I go by Bis which means 
The second coming musically
cnd Shuttlesworth
Well, let's just say I got game

(Hook)

Everybody wanna know where you

expectations
Tag me in I'm stone cold waiting
In the corner, I'm a goner
Plus I bought them tickets to that concert
That you've been talking about all year

hands
Looking at where I stand
Back against the wall, but never ever dawg have I ran
Did the dance with death all by myself, homie this my jam
I be who I

on mood swings
If I don't pick up the phone, lil mama mood change
Need a M by 35, that's the real game
Never let nobody sell me out for lil fame
Cauz niggas

I talk To a hoe
I'm coming through the jam like a Meteorite from the sky
Better get ready for the hype
When I'm pulling up it's on sight
So excuse me

I keep the pen on standby
Throw the sheath off the sword
Leave you pale as a tan line
I show my hand and make your heart race
Got you stuck in a jam

The Pj's

Pete Rock

NY's Finest [Bonus Track]

2008

the prognosis: drugs, guns, and ounces of Gold fish
Fly reefer out-town, bitches is stone six
And birds back in 18 and played C.R.E.A.M
Gray beam, it's lean new

The cherries in your mouth spill stars
Scarlet venom to keep in jam jars
We all build worlds with joined up scars
But your constellation has stained

that grass that the serpent inhabit
Based Jam off the phone while
I'm claimin' my baggage
Rest assured I keep the label embarrassed
Niggas paradin' in

Gate Way

Killah Priest

Exorcist

2009

for laughter
A time for mournin'
A time for dancin'
A time for throwin' stones away
A time for gatherin' them up
A time for embracin'
A time

them to turn bilingual by default, baby, let alone
But still won't leave the house without they Rosetta Stone
'Cause conversations can body you off

Yeah

C-Rayz Walz

Ravipops (The Substance)

equipped
No L's, I win by landslides and forfeits (okay)
Got the "California Love" like 'Pac
Malik on a track?  I can't be stopped
I was once told by a wise

looking for a way out
I’m tryna fucking say
Realities a bitch and she’s standing in my way
I write stone-age scriptures and tell dragons what to say

a snake
I'm living my life
I'm just trying to be great
Don't look in my face
And then tell me a lie
Boi i know you a snitch
That didn't come by surprise

Coke locked in a threshold
Got him by the throat
He won't fold
Tyrants got a knife
Ready to stab
Out his soul
How ya gonna stab 
A heart of gold?
Toi