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is!
Yo, yo!
Twenty-three 'til infinity

Mischievous souls, tippin' the toes
Flowin' like poets, you'd think we was pro's
Who set me up with the pick

the logo from them boys who won championships
I gotta create shit
Create my own shot like I’m Irving
So I’m bullet curving to the max
Gonna hit up a Max

Elementry

G-Unit

No Mercy, No Fear

2002

[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, be
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] see, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett]

like a Nazi (ice)
Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
That redbone you crushin', she want me to fuck her
I'm three hours late, sippin'

Jeezy)
And you not hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (we run this, man, we run this)

I'm so H to the double-O D
Walk 'around with this

we're a liability
They don't want reform they want decorum and civility
They don't want us airing all the secrets they've been guarding
Like how they

Brain Damage [EP Version]

Eminem

Just Don't Give a Fuck [CD5/Cassette Single]

1998

on the bike rack
My first day in junior high, this kid said
"Just you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die"
I looked at my watch it was one

left for you suckas
I don't treat em, I don't love em
I fuck em with my vans on (vans on)
They calling me a bad motherfucker yeah
Damn, they don't know

Everything on me vintage
Pourin' champagnes over scale Sly, we did it
Aventadors on tour
So many guns on me you would think it's war
Not at all, I'm just

this shit we get high like propellers
Y'all n***** is jealous ain't shit you can tell us
I know some real gangsters that move like Goodfellas
And go

shiami
W)j3 nshor he


Top of my class 
I ain't never been top of my class 
That's a lie 
Cuz I'm ana let you see me on top of his ass 
Don't ask me why,

on the low low
me ma niggars don't fuck with
the bro code
you don't know


Cux we dey run 
We dey come 
Yede heat b3 tum ama kwan na ab3da h) ama mo nyinaa
Cux

Nigga you know imma tax!
You can shop with me but I got three-five for the fifty
I don't got time to relax (AYE!)
You know I'm turnt to the max (OKAY!)

but THANKS 4 DA TIME we had n REFLECTED kickin out  BY THE POOLSIDE TIL I RUN THRU THAT PUSSY LIKE A BAND OF THIEVES yeah you know me IM A REAL HITTA

here bleeding
S3 wensi fom annb3 hw3 y3n aa what we go do you can't believe
Yh
Ohh load u give us life we thank u yer
Many are called u be the master u

"Get a rusty spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do"

With

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

Ridin' the Rails: The Great American Train Story

1975

pick up the hammer!"

He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go

hoes
Move a lotta water
Got 'em like my oh my (oh my)
D-Block is bad news (D-Block)
They drink Grand Cru too
We got the city like my oh my

Max B:
I

now, nigga back down
Like mick foley with the mask, get yo ass smack down
Pushin' weight until we max out, nigga max out
Surrounded by them cash cows,

a bantu
Applying pressure wut you can't do 
QC will do wut you can't do
Yea Imma rock out like them bands do 
Good vibes when I smoke my weed
Sober QC don't

the back, you know I'm honest (yeah)
Coming in hot, just like a comet
Every night it's cold I think about
The homeless people that are sleeping out
Don't know

Bust down baby got to run that back
Young boss nigga yea that's facts
No cap baby we on max 
Throw it back like we on wax
But we on max, but we don't

+ finding my worth
These days nigga like to lurk
These niggas never ever learn
Watch me and you get burnt
Real niggas don’t say a word
Real niggas don’t get

don’t know me, boy stop
You ain’t never passin' go
Boy stop stop stop stop (aye)

You like my derrière 'cus
It bounce like jello hands to yourself
Now