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different ways

I'm still yelling free K-Squeeze by the way free Milli free Triggz let my loved ones out the cage growing up as a youngin I just Dove up in

Only pay me in 100's that's how I feel
If I spend a whole check a day I'll get right it back by tomorrow
If I buy a whole pound today we smoke out

the fake ones cut the manners
Fucking yo babymomma she was badder
100.000K for the gas is a patek
Bows in the mail get stash inna attict
Wake up to the money

hanging the plaques up, plaques up
Give a fuck uh back up
I did it by myself so they wanna hate me now
I let them rot in hell
While I go celebrate like woah

Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigar
I'm lettin' knowledge be born, and my name's the R
A-K-I-M, not like the rest of them, I'm

My Melody

Eric B. & Rakim

The 18th Letter/The Book of Life

1997

Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigar
I'm lettin' knowledge be born, and my name's the R
A-K-I-M, not like the rest of them, I'm

did I forgot to mention?
That there's a bottle right by your position
That's filled with depression
So proceed with caution
Or you gone' be another

for them slugs
Aint nobody showing love, cuz nobody give a f**k
If the police pulling up, f**k a charge cuz Ima run!

Been thuggin since way back
I dont

different states and different nations
I admit I wasn't ready
I sent God back his creation
I heard this folks spreading rumors wanna know who slide in K
But

H, ey nah hurry up
Like we need to get on the plane right now
K, hang up the phone
You can't go on the plane with your phone on
Like turn it off

(back)

I'm on Ducati, I hop in my 'Rari, I been on the corner, these pussies be soft
I hit the corner, I smoke marijuana, I turn on the fan and I'm

4k on the jeans, pockets full of blue cheese, 4k Caught up backstage with the groupies
I'm the same nigga walkin' in chains, gon' bust I'm the same

somebody safe, fuck around turn you to a target
I don't know where it started, but regardless they ain't fucking with the Ace
Heard you got snatched by them

ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

wadn't 
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don 
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine 
The back cracker smack you with 
My verbals

Too Much

Lil' Boosie

Streetz Iz Mine

2007

f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side

a stray on Sway when I locked jaws, 
Every track back when his platform, was not thought 
But got sparked by my ten-year-old rap, My Lord
We'd pop off for

from
Straight lab rat, spit it once run it back
Like a punt return, they tell me wait my turn
So that's what I'mma do
Lay in the cut like a 2 shot

I'm sellin' gas
Turn pennies to twenties in any klass
Sellin' dope, gettin' doe what I'm good at
Where the dealers & the killas & the hood at
I don't

Yuh
Yuh
1k on the beat (1k)
F1k the fucking label man (1k)
You know the fucking vibes (1k)
Finna show em how I roll
Finna show em how I rock
Only had

I live my life on the streets 
Whatever it was I had to blow 
Leave the trenches 
Got my bros at my back 
I hear them say this 
Tables surely turn 
O

Let 'Em Know

Young Jeezy

Let Em Know

Woke up this mornin' feelin' like Rocky
Back to myself, yeah I'm motherfuckin' cocky
If I take off all the chains we can play a little hockey
You

spaceship
넘 많이 봤어 가짜 부자들의 fake shit
이 자식들은 진짜 못 느끼나 죄의식
let me go back to the basic
soundblaster와 cracked drum station
나를 환영하지 않았던 이 rap scene
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For My Thugs

Funkmaster Flex

The Tunnel

1999

back
Win on stick-ups turn thou' avalanche pick-ups
For the soft and the cooked up they lost when they looked up
Why you think I roll with the Roc?